| She Hates To Go Home |
| (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 |