I'm sitting at home and the phone doesn't even ring

I'm all alone again

Not a sound in the house save the radio

FM DJ filling up the emptiness

Baby's on the road again

Six weeks nation-wide opening the show



And I'm making it on my own like a rock'n roll widow

Get my news from the Rolling Stone, wake by the telephone

Wonder if he's alone

Or is my man on a permanent loan to rock'n roll

Rock'n roll



Outdoor concert, watching him play for me

I fall in love again

He says his music is everything

Helpless, caught by the melody

When he begins to sing

Go on, tell me he's like all the rest



And I'm making it on my own like a rock'n roll widow

Get my news from the Rolling Stone, wake by the telephone

Wonder if he's alone

Or is my man on a permanent loan to rock'n roll

Rock'n roll



Watching him run

I've got the feeling that he's already lost in the life



So I'm making it on my own like a rock'n roll widow

Get my news from the Rolling Stone, wake by the telephone

Wonder if he's alone

Or is my man on a permanent loan to rock'n roll

To rock'n roll