What kind of man Going back on the road What kind of person Of course we are all above I heard her call my name And then I turn away And then I ran away Some kind of people You gotta butter up like a jerk Watch out, baby I'm gonna create hell on Earth I heard her call my name But then I ran away They are calling me the same Why don't you look and find the wet book mercy on the planet I've got a reason I've got a reason now I've got a reason to cry Play the fantasy for freedom But deserve what you think is too strong I'm going out of my mind And it hurts deep inside And I remember Baby, such a long time ago I had a day dream I loved you like a waterfall I had to love that sweet thing But I can't think you'll save me You seem to be all there is baby I'm a fool and I'm racing I don't know what it is But I found it in the wet book Must be in peril I got to stick it in the wet book stick it inside the wet book Right on, right on, right on