Springsteen Turn on the radio, turn off the lights We'll bring an end, darling, to your endless night You're on the wrong side of the street. I see your fortune in the lines in your face I knew you're looking for your saving grace You're on the wrong side of the street. Fear and desire such a sweet confusion Well, open your eyes and throw down your illusions And see you never belonged here with me. You and your poetry and your cool, cool world You been working hard on that face of a martyr girl You're on the wrong side of the street. You got the look and you own your world But here you better check your diamonds and your pearls You're on the wrong side of the street. You get bored of every day bringing the same So you go out looking for some strange new games But pretty soon you don't know the score or what you're looking for. You get bored of every day bringing the same So you go out looking for some strange new games But pretty soon you don't know the score or what you came here for. Turn on the radio, turn off the lights We'll bring an end, darling, to this endless night Here on the wrong side of the street. Fear and desire, such a sweet confusion Open your eyes and throw down your illusions And see tonight there's no one here but you and me.