(m. steele/d. white)

Michael



Denny was working it real hard

Down sunset boulevard

Back in 1973

Why would he bother going home

His parents left him on his own

Who knows

Maybe they were out getting stoned



I don't really know

How we survived the glitter years

What did we do it all for

Do you remember the glitter years



We were the lost and lonely ones

We hid in the discotheques all night long

Till we could see the morning sun

Denny was king, he'd rock the place

Dressed like a working girl form

Outer space

He was dancing like he wanted to dance

His life away



In december of '74 denny wrecked

His father's car

Driving home that night he was singing

You better hang on to yourself