Aah      Got to the driver of my car, an' past the dogs, past the guards   And all of my alarms supposed to be so state of the art   You penetrate my radar, you penetrate my radar   You drop a bomb in my backyard, you penetrate my radar      You played me like a chess game and now you say checkmate   While you go running freely spending money every place   And me I got to hide and I don't dare to show my face   If I am guilty so are you, it was March 4th, 1982      Riding around forever on an empty tank of gas   And an empty pocketbook I better get it to the bank   High up in a glider high up here without a care      I got all the time in the world   I got all the time in the world to spare