I'm in the car where Karen Silkwood was killed Texas Ranger, won't you marry me still? Should I come over tonight with tears in my eyes? Sedatives in the dashboard of the car where Karen Silkwood was killed Run off of the road, headlights shine on a new area code Teaching a crash course to the task force The New York Post won't show my baby's name I'm gonna drive my lady to Crescent tonight When I'm ready, won't you marry me still? Should you come over tonight with the radio on? A pack of clothes in the back I wouldn't dare adjust that dial Cause I'm your White Knight Under the glow of the city lights Giving a crash course to the task force The New York Post won't show my source's name Tell me when the last time was that you all Saw her lonely ghost dancing at the Banquet Hall Nervously took her hand as everyone said knowing she wasn't there Take it on your own terms Take it on your own terms You should take it on our own terms Take it on your own terms