87 southbound

I caught you with him On them damp, slick, sticky, satin sheets Then I packed my things and then I hit the streets (Chorus) 87 southbound, to San Anton' You got your baby, I got no home The pavements...

Well, I caught you with him On those damp satin sheets, So I packed my things And then I hit the streets 87 southbound To San Antone It's getting late out, I ain't got no home The pavements burning At...