作詞：Don Henley/Glenn Frey/J. D. Souther
Stare out the window, You can't make the time go You don't even know why you're here Wait for the weekend to go off the deep end and make everything disappear You're lost in a teenage jail So you and so vicious and so frail where something is always for sale You're lost in a teenage jail. You're not like your mothers. you're not like the others You're not quite like anyone else, They don't even know you, Got nothing to show you, So get something good for yourself You're lost in a teenage jail So young and so vicious and so frail Where something is always for sale. You're lost in a teenage jail.