Bob Seger

No matter what you think you pull you’ll find it’s not enough No matter who you think you know you won’t get through It’s a given L.A law, someone’s faster on the draw No matter where you hide I’m comin’ after you, yeah No matter how the race is run it always ends the same…

I was a little too tall Could’ve used a few pounds Tight pants points hardly reknown She was a black-haired beauty With big dark eyes And points all her Own sitting way up high Way up firm and high Out past the cornfields Where the woods got heavy Out in the back seat Of my…