Who wants to brave those bronze beauties Lying in the sun. With their long soft hair falling Flying as they run. Oh they smile so shy And they flirt … - Bob Seger

I woke last night to the sound of thunder,
"How far off," I sat and wondered.
Started hummin' a song from 1962.
Ain't it funny how the night moves,
When you just don't seem to have as much to lose.
Strange how the night moves, with autumn closin' in.

Cruisin on the grey snakes till my dyin day
Checkin all the hen houses out along the way
Wastin time and drinkin wine
Life is short and I ain't lyin
Livin all I can through every day.

In the pool halls, the hustlers and the losers
I used to watch 'em through the glass.
Well I'd stand outside at closing time
Just to watch her walk on past.
Unlike all the other ladies, she looked so young and sweet.
As she made her way alone down that empty street.
Down on Mainstreet.