Well the hooligan out in the night again
Rippin’, roarin’, taking from what she pleased
Her life just flashes old and nothing to behold
Save for escapades and encounters of the street

She and her bright eyed friends dressed in yellows and reds
With strings of colored lights that hung in their hair
Of all their dangerous deeds their lives at drunken speeds
And they laughed and loved, pretended to care

She was you and me
Color graying gradually
She was my shallow friend
That lovely hooligan
2010