(M. Crenshaw, L. Preston)



Steady she goes

When she walked in time froze

Faces turned around to see

She's a glittering prize to all of the guys

Who will her next fool be?

From twilight 'til dawn

Her power stays on

Most every night is just like this

She doesn't slow down

Uptown downtown

I'll tell you what the reason is

chorus:

You see

She hates to go home

After all the parties are over

She hates to go home

Where there is nobody to hold her

It's plain to see why it's so

Why does it ever have to be time to go

and face the darkness cold as stone

She really hates to go home

All alone

Her room will wait

No matter how late

Knowing how to lock her in

It won't set her free from what used to be

Shouldn't have, or might have been

Bolts on the door

Clothes on the floor

Tears running down the wall

Pictures so old staring so cold

Better to be anywhere at all