Texty: Blondie. The Curse Of Blondie. Diamond Bridge.

Dull afternoon, pale evening sun, I'm as tense
As a high noon run, I'm gonna cross that bridge
When I come to it, getting over, stepping up
I'm at the end of a stretch, wearing high heels that fit

Crossing Diamond Bridge

The street was straight, straight and narrow
The bridge was not, I'm gonna burst my seams
Know what temptation means
Days were old and nights got hot

Feel the difference, it feels fine
It fills my mind field with friendly fire
I'm not throwing my pearls to swine
I'm crossing Diamond Bridge

I don't wanna go there but I can't stay here
Just a shiny baby in the bright light's glare
If I cross that line, break the ties that bind
Stepping over, wrong and right

Gonna raise the stakes, I'm staying wide awake
Crossing over, growing up

I feel the difference and it feels fine
It fills my mind field with friendly fire
And melts the ice off my desire
I'm crossing Diamond Bridge