Из альбома: Ain't Nobody Left But Us
There's some kind of commotion by the jukebox machine
A sea of leather jackets and tight blue jeans, oh yeah
And they're going for me 'cos I got myself all tangled up
All upside-down and dummy-struck oh yeah
Because of just one thing and I know she's Jimmy's girl
But I love her, the guys at the Hop don't seem to understand
She's got me in a whirl I'm in trouble and now's the time that I up and ran
The cops pulled me over at the side of the road
Said 'Get out of town son, this is gonna explode in your face
Those guys are coming after you'
So I hitched a ride out to Dead Man's Curve
And rued the day I fell in love and threw it all away
And I know she's Jimmy's girl...
Jimmy and the Vipers found me up at the pass
I could have sworn this Friday night on Earth was gonna be my last
But I stood my ground like I was greeting old friends
'Cos someday every jukebox record must come to an end
Jimmy clapped his hands, his boys moved in for the kill
Then I heard the Giant's T-Bird cruising slowly up the hill
I turned and smiled, said 'You've got one choice
I think you'd better run, here come the Zatopek boys'
And I know she's Jimmy's girl...