Heart on

Ask me why I came so late Ask me why I made you wait Here's a story that you ought to know I had a little fight, I was dancing at a go-go I'll tell you anything, baby, except the truth I'll tell you...

I came to L.A. to be rock and roll, Along the way I had to sell my soul, I made some good friends that make me say, I really wannabe in L.A. I took the time to get to beverly, Laid some rockettape...