Glenn Frey

Desperado
Desperado
Why don't you come to your senses?
You've been out riding fences, for so long now
Oh you're a hard one
But I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasing you
Can hurt you somehow
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always, your best bet
And it seems to me some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones
That you can't get
Desperado
Oh, you ain't getting no younger
And your pain and your hunger
They're driving you home