Getting crazy on the waltzers
But it's the life that I choose
Hey, sing about the six-blade, sing about the switchback
And a torture tattoo
And I've been riding on a ghost train
Where the cars, they scream and slam
And I don't know where I'll be tonight
But I'd always tell you where I am
In a screaming ring of faces
I've seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races, yeah
Just like me, she was a victim of the night
I put a hand upon the lever
Said: Let it rock and let it roll
I had the one-arm bandit fever
There was an arrow through my heart and my soul
And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love, yeah, love
It's just the danger, danger
When you're riding at your own risk
She said: You are the perfect stranger
She said: Baby, let's keep it like this
It's just a cake walk, twisting, baby
Yeah, step right up and say
Hey, mister, give me two, give me two now
'Cause any two can play
And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love, oh, love, love
Well, it's been money for muscle on another whirligig
Money for muscle and another girl I dig
Another hustle just to, just to make it big
And rockaway, rockaway
Oh, rockaway, rockaway
And girl, it looks so pretty to me
Like it always did
Oh, like the Spanish City to me
When-a we were kids
Hey, girl, it looks so pretty to me
Just like it always did
Oh, like the Spanish City to me
When-a we were kids
Ooh-la
Check it out
She took off a silver locket
She said: Remember me by this
She put her hand in my pocket
I got a keepsake and a kiss
And in the roar of dust and diesel
I stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough
But something must have made me stay
And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love, yeah, love, love, love
On the tunnel of love, oh, love, love
And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades
Searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades
In any shooting gallery where promises are made
To rockaway, rockaway
Rockaway, rockaway
From Cullercoats and Whitley Bay
Out to rockaway
And girl, it looks so pretty to me
Like it always did
Like the Spanish City to me
When we were kids
Girl, it looks so pretty to me
Like it always did
Like the Spanish City to me
When-a we were kids
