Detroit 442

You know he can't be tested
He can't be read or found
Urban grey takes breath away
He wants to push his pedal to the ground
And the night's what's right
Puts him at the wheel

Well I eat danger
Any stranger is all right
Feel hot to go like Jimmy O
Dodging flying objects at the show
And the lights make me fight

In Detroit 442
Maybe baby I could ride with you

This town's a concrete factory
And Dad and Mom look just like me
I'm on the plant assembly line
Too late now too far behind
You said you wanna hang around
No one really cares where you go
Take your time
Things never change

In Detroit 442
Maybe baby I could ride with you
In Detroit 442
Maybe baby I could ride with you

One more to market
One more piggie
And they all, they all
Look just like me, yeah

Written by J. Destri/C. Stein
Vocals - Debbie Harry
Appears on:
"Plastic Letters" album

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