(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