I could move to a small town
And become a waitress
Say my name was Stacy
And I was figuring things outSee my baby, he left me
And I don't feel like it tonightI remember sleepless nights
I remember Chicago
I remember the music
From the downstairs barGirls, they just want to have fun
And the rest of us hardly know who we areIt's a dark, twisted road we are on
And we all have to walk it alone
Oh, oh oh oh...
Oh, oh oh oh...
I could join the circus
When they come through town
Me and the freaks, the tamers
And that old sad clownI would walk 'cross that tightrope
Head held high
So close to death
I never felt more aliveBut you know
It's a dark, twisted road we are on
And we all have to walk it alone
Oh, oh oh oh...
Oh, oh oh oh...Could drive out to the ocean
And just stare in awe
I could walk 'cross the beaches
And sleep under the stars
Our love would seem trivial and obscure
And I would never feel lost anymore
Oh, oh oh oh...
Oh, oh oh oh...
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