Passport, past life, a drifter's demons Alone, lost and fast running out of reasons For not falling in with the Foreign Legion (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) Cold, kicking the can around town one evening Streets all abandoned, bars barely breathing A whirlwind, a woman and a famous feeling (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) A cool, hard beauty, christened with composure Boots, skirt, blouse, shawl over her shoulders Skin soft, lips colored crimson clover (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) A slow-burning sermon to have and hold her But ever since she started sleeping over Oh, Lord, I'm living like a holy roller (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) A red ammo romance in the summer heat In parks, on patios and in the streets Our mission: making moments into memories (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) And when winter's off the leash and on the loose We ward off the weather with a witch's brew Of dominoes and prose and Delta blues (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) And no known drink And no known drug Could ever hold a candle to your love (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) And no known drink And no known drug Could ever hold a candle to your love (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) And no known drink And no known drug Could ever hold a candle to your love (Sha na na na, sha na na na na) And no known drink And no known drug Could ever hold a candle to your love (Sha na na na, sha na na na na)