| Come on | |||
| Idaho | |||
| Border | |||
| Bring me closer to the | |||
| Women who | |||
| Love | |||
| Me | |||
| The only women who | |||
| Want me | |||
| Back | |||
| Waiting there for me | |||
| With | |||
| Open | |||
| Arms | |||
| As long as I | |||
| Bring my | |||
| Wallet | |||
| They're always | |||
| Happy to see me | |||
| Willing to | |||
| Party | |||
| Just one of their | |||
| Boy | |||
| Friends | |||
| Coming by for a | |||
| Party | |||
| Some | |||
| Loving | |||
| So much sadness in | |||
| Being | |||
| Undesirable | |||
| Glad there's somewhere I'm | |||
| Welcome | |||
| Find some | |||
| Loving | |||
| May be wrong to | |||
| Come this | |||
| Way | |||
| But I'm tired of | |||
| Empty arms | |||
| Lonely | |||
| Nights | |||
| Had my fill of | |||
| Frustration | |||
| Rejection | |||
| So I turn to the | |||
| Women who will | |||
| Take me | |||
| In | |||
| Been many | |||
| Travel this | |||
| Road | |||
| Many more who will | |||
| Follow me to | |||
| Their | |||
| Door | |||
| But for now it's | |||
| My | |||
| Turn | |||
| And I'm much in need | |||
| Longing | |||
| For | |||
| Release | |||
| Wish it could be | |||
| Otherwise | |||
| Different | |||
| Going home to a | |||
| Loving | |||
| Woman | |||
| Instead | |||
| But no one seems to | |||
| Want | |||
| Me | |||
| Always telling me that I'm | |||
| Sweet | |||
| But not for | |||
| Them | |||
| So I travel down this | |||
| Road | |||
| Again | |||
| Visit the women who'll | |||
| Share their | |||
| Warmth with | |||
| Me | |||