Icehouse

By Icehouse
Jimmy Dean
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Iva Davies / Robert Kretschmer
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there's a mist over broadway
breathing cool sheets of rain
lights his last cigarette and
turns his back to the wind
she says baby I don't know
just how to explain
and I can't see the sense
and I can't play this game
but he's not even listening
he stares at the ground
and she won't ever know
what was on his mind
well now he's a rebel without a cause
hey c'mon let's make a deal
see your name in lights just like Jimmy Dean
live and die behind the wheel
opened out on the highway
leaving her far behind
there's a star down on sunset
he says yeah this one's mine
she says baby I don't know
just how to explain
and I can't see the sense
and I can't play this game