Iâve been around
And I waited for the day
When a lover would shine on me
I stood my ground
And I witnessed there
That there were only clouds of despair
And ladies in their mansions, who combed their hair
This town wonât love you
If you pay your taxes on the run
This town wonât love you if you stay
This town wonât love you
Unless you lay your heart out on a plate
And stamp it with an expiration date
This town wonât love you, this town
I ran around
And I played the field
And laid with women who would not yield
Their all to me
So I was confused
All I got was my Springsteenâs bruised
Though I had a lot of fun being used
This town wonât love you
If you pay your taxes on the run
This town wonât love you if you stay
This town wonât love you
Unless you lay your heart out on a plate
And stamp it with an expiration date
This town wonât love, this town
I was a boy
Who became a man
According to natureâs master plan
I was a fool
Who believed in romance
And believed in a 2nd chance
With ladies in their mansions, a slow lap dance
This town wonât love you
If you pay your taxes on the run
This town wonât love you if you stay
This town wonât love you
Unless you lay your heart out on a plate
And stamp it with an expiration date
This town wonât love, I said this town