EXT. street, night
The heat of the day still lingers in the air
Dozens and dozens of weirdos
Are walking towards him and stare right in his face
He's trying to keep cool
But everyone seems to be wound up a bit too tight
He's heading for the light
Though it's turning red and it's calling for the fight
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride to the edge of the night and don't turn around
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride to the edge of tomorrow, don't turn around
Call boy
Doll boy
Call boy
INT. room, night
The smell of sweat is filling up the air
A deal has been struck
In this crammy dump with a hint of love affaire
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride to the edge of the night and don't turn around
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride to the edge of tomorrow, don't turn around
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride to the edge of the night and don't turn around
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride to the edge of tomorrow, don't turn around
Call boy
Doll boy
Call boy
Doll boy
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride to the edge of the night and don't turn around
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride to the edge of tomorrow, don't turn around
INT. room, night
A shadow's waltz is gonna be played in the shack
Cheer up, pants down
Straight to the point, there's no need to look back
Call boy
Doll boy
Call boy
Doll boy
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride, ride into the night
Doll boy
Ride, ride, ride, ride