Homecoming queen, about to turn 18
Just a couple of months younger than
That wanna be James Dean
She can't wait, just say when
She ain't gonna leave a note
She ain't gonna tell a friend
He smelled the rain on the black top
She heard a banshee in the wind

Hey, hey, hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon

He was named after the hurricane
Blew through in '79 and he did just about the same
Ain't no point, no way of living it down
Standing at the crossroads
At the sideways one light town
Screen door closed is the only sound she made
She climbs on and wraps her hands around his waist

Hey, hey, hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon
Nothing worse, than the hell left behind
Just two lost souls they go running off into the night
They felt the fire of running on two wheels
If they don't stop tonight Lord knows they never will

Hey, hey, hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon