Blondie

Dull afternoon
Pale evening sun
I'm as tense as
A high noon run
I'm gonna cross that bridge
When I come to it
Getting over
Stepping up
I'm at the end of a stretch
Wearing high heels that fit
Crossing Diamond Bridge
The street was straight
Straight and narrow
The bridge was not
I'm gonna burst my seams
Know what temptation means
Days were old
And nights got hot
Feel the difference, it feels fine
It fills my mind field with friendly fire