There once was a writer
He liked to write songs
He had the eyes of a fighter
Never did nobody wrong
He then became a lover the day he found his heart
In the words of a hooker who walked the cold streets after dark
She said, "Where d'you think your going with that look upon your face
Nowhere for you"
He said, "I'm going nowhere, would you like to come too"
He said, "I'm going nowhere would you like to come too"
So they made sweet love by a streetlight
While the raindrops washed their sin
And as he trespassed into her life
Well she fell in love with him
While touching her face
Looking for a love
He began to kiss her eyes
But at the taste of a tear drop he heard the lady say goodbye
So he said, "Where d'you think your going with that look upon you face
Nowhere for you"
She said, "I'm going nowhere would you like to come too"
Yeah
Yeah
She said, "I'm going nowhere"
He said, "I would love to come with you"
