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