Walkin' down,
the king's highway
A paper bag in my hand,
nothin' else but my clothes I got on
But I ain't a lookin' back,
I ain't a lookin' back
I blame it on that midnight girl,
a wicked spell she casts
She pulled me in with her lip but I,
but I ain't a lookin' back
I ain't a lookin' back
Oh what a tangle,
when she weeps
I was a losin' my mind,
starin' down the barrel of a gun
It's just a matter of time
Yeah
