Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in
 Catching rides to the outskirts tying faith between our teeth
 Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house getting wasted in the heat
 And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
 With a love so hard and filled with defeat
 Running for our lives at night on them backstreets

 Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing
 Where desperate lovers park we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings
 Huddled in our cars waiting for the bells that ring
 In the deep heart of the night to set us loose from everything
 to go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets
 We swore we'd live forever on the backstreets we take it together

 Endless juke joints and Valentino drag where dancers scraped the tears
 Up off the street dressed down in rags running into the darkness
 Some hurt bad some really dying at night sometimes it seemed
 You could hear the whole damn city crying blame it on the lies that killed us
 Blame it on the truth that ran us down you can blame it all on me Terry
 It don't matter to me now
 When the breakdown hit at midnight there was nothing left to say
 But I hated him and I hated you when you went away

 Laying here in the dark you're like an angel on my chest
 Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
 Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see
 Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be
 And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest
 Stranded in the park and forced to confess
 To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
 We swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end
 Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets