When you were preying upon the road at midnight You hung your spurs but not for long Then you hit California right round midnight And drove your motorcycle on the lawn But you know you'd bet your soul on the road Never doing exactly what your told I guess your right where you belong Swinging from the trees Playing oldie songs and Singing life is a breeze Got them if you're wrong Got them if you're right Living is on the bane And so is life in us all You were always on the lamb And you were not happy If your wheels weren't spinning hard and fast Wherever you were that's where you wanted to be love And that's where your happiness would last Plans were drawn in pencil then When you had a roadie friend and a Hollywood applause Something about cheese and macaroni Made you think that you were gonna go fast But the thing I like about you most is You're such a student of the holy ghost I guess you're right where you belong Running from the cops Sleeping with the bees Stealing honey good to the last drop I was always wrong When I held you right Where I thought that you belonged And I cannot forget the night Is there a rhyme or a reason Is it that time of the year There was a song for this season But I've forgotten the words But for heaven's sake don't forget about me You're the cream and sugar in my coffee