Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that I choose

Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo

And I been riding on a ghost train, where the cars they scream and slam

And I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light

She had a ticket for the races

Yea just like me she was a victim of the night

I put my hand upon the lever, said let it rock and let it roll

I had a one arm bandit fever

There was an arrow through my heart and my soul And the big wheel keep on turning

Neon burning up above

And I'm just high on the world

Come on and take a low ride with me girl

On the tunnel of love

Yea love It's just a danger, when you're riding at your own risk

She said, "You are the perfect stranger"

She said, "Baby just keep it like this"

It's just a cake walk, twisting baby step right up and say

"Hey mister, give me two, give me two now

'Cause any two can play" And the big wheel on turning

Neon burning up above

And I'm just high on the world

Come on and take a low ride with me girl

On the tunnel of love

Oh love, love Well it's been money for muscle on a another whirligig

Money for muscle and another girl I dig

Another hustle just to, just to make it big

And rockaway, rockaway

Oh rockaway, rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me, like it always did

Oh, like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids

Oh, girl it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did

Oh like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids

(Woh la)

Check it out She took off a silver locket

She said remember me by this

She put her hand in my pocket

I got a keepsake and a kiss

And in the roar of dust and diesel

I stood and watched her walk away

I could have caught up with her easy enough

But something must have made me stay And the big wheel keep on turning

Neon burning up above

And I'm just high on the world

Come on and take a low ride with me girl

On the tunnel of love

Yea love, love

On the tunnel of love

Wo love, love Yea I am searchin' through these carrousels

And the carnival arcade, searching everywhere

From steeplechase to ballastades In any shooting galleries where promises are made

To Rockaway, Rockaway

Oh Rockaway, Rockaway

From Cullercoats to Whitley Bay

And to Rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me, like it always did

Oh, like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids

Oh, girl it looks so pretty to me, like it always did

Oh like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids