BABY I KNOW THERE’S BUZZARDS IN THE CORNFIELDS
WAITING THERE TO FEED UPON YOUR PRETTY YOUNG BLOOD
BABY I KNOW THERE’S HUSBANDS ON THE CORNER
LIKE SALIVATING SEWER PIPES FOR PRETTY YOUNG BLOOD
I LOOK FOR LOVE IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES
I LOOK FOR A LOVER
WHERE EVER I GO
BABY I KNOW THE CLOUDS THEY ARE A GATHERING
GATHERING LIKE MEN OUT ON A SATURDAY NIGHT
BABY I KNOW THE HUNCHBACKS ARE SWINGING AT YA
DOWN FROM THE TOWERS FOR THAT PRETTY YOUNG BLOOD
I LOOK FOR LOVE IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES
I LOOK FOR A LOVER
WHERE EVER I GO
OH HOW WE COME APART
WHEN WE DON’T KNOW HOW TO LIVE
OH HOW WE JUST COME APART
LIKE A TREE IN THE HOWLING WIND
I LOOK FOR LOVE IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES
I LOOK FOR A LOVER
WHERE EVER I GO