So he's gone and left you all alone?

You think the better of your years

Were spent with him.

The little girl who used to dance

On fire and brimstone

Is all but dead.

Where's the girl I knew that held

A lighter up to the radio,

She'd do anything she wants

Because she can?

We were seventeen and wild 

And we were jumpin' on the Devil's bed...

I didn't raise you like that.



I taught you lessons about freedom

Strapped to the bucket of a 455.

I lit your hair on fire

Racing ten mile flats

Where American heavy metal thrives.

Oh we were waitin' and wishin'

On pink slips and kisses at the end of the line.

When you rat-a-tat tatted on the glass

And you screamed on high,

I'm alive.



You can say that cat is long gone

I bet you look real hard

You can find that girl within

She's probably waitin' in the wings

For you to come along.

To let her out again

You need a quarter mile, a bunch of horses,

And some gasoline.



I taught you lessons about freedom

Strapped to the bucket of a 455.

I lit your hair on fire

Racing ten mile flats

Where American heavy metal thrives.

Oh we were waitin' and wishin'

On pink slips and kisses at the end of the line.

When you rat-a-tat tatted on the glass

And you screamed,

I'm alive.



I'm alive

You wanna meet a girl I used to know,

Let's take a drive.