I waited up last night,
But you didn't call me.
Just sunk in with the morning light.
Now I know what you cost me.
I'm not in line and all these stupid girls think it's about them.
But if you're still mine, I wish that you would do without them.
It's Detroit, baby, that keeps me crawlin', it keeps me hangin', it keeps on callin' the Star-Lite.
That girl before gave good advice when she said when Detroit Rock City starts getting ahead, he'll leave you.
I haven't heard your voice for weeks,
But I got the postcard.
Four years and this circle is complete.
The kids say you'll go far.
They maul in line, yeah, all these stupid skirts, they can't think without you.
But I'm inclined to say if they want they could have you.
And it's Detroit, baby, that keeps me crawlin', it keeps me hangin', it keeps on callin' the Star-Lite.
But that girl before gave good advice when she said when Detroit Rock City starts getting ahead, he'll leave you.
It's Detroit, baby, that keeps me crawlin', it keeps me hangin', it keeps on callin' the Star-Lite.
But that girl before gave good advice when she said when Detroit Rock City starts getting ahead, he'll leave you.
Detroit, baby, I caught you fallin', I brushed you off, and you kept on clawin' your way to the top.
But there's something inside, like a conscience that says when Detroit Rock City starts getting ahead, he'll leave you.
And he leaves you.