I didn't know what to make of you when you came up to me that night
Watching the band that we both knew
From home under Hollywood's lime light
I felt like I knew you more than I did '
Cause you talked like my friends from back home
You said there's a bar on the second
Floor if I'm hanging 'round after the show
I should have left hours ago, but I'm still here
Both my hands holding the wheel, trying to steer