Well, she was standing at the corner
Of Catalina and Vine
Now I stopped at a red light
She leaned in and asked for the time
Then she said, could she come for a ride?
‘Fore I could answer, she just slid on inside
The light changed and I pulled out into the line
And the smell of sweet roses
And the smoke from a French cigarette
She said: “The only way to live
Is to keep doin' things you regret”
From out of nowhere came a small .38
She said: “Just keep on drivin', boy
‘Cause I don't wanna be late
Now the moon is risin' and I just can't wait”
I was backed in a corner
She was losing control
My needle was skippin' the grooves
The she hissed at me, she said: “Don't make any sudden moves”
She said: “Take pity on me
I just can't help myself
I'm on the road to nowhere
But you got something else, and I want some
Well, I just I wish I could get in on your act
But I keep on running in these same old tracks
Is this your first trip
On the highway to hell?”
She was lighter than air, deadlier than cyanide
And the moon was slippin' over the roofs
Something sort of told me
“Don't make any sudden moves”