We sit in the car outside your house
I can feel the heat coming round
I go to put my arm around you
And you give me a look like Im way out of bounds
Well you let out one of your bored sighs
Well lately when I look into your eyes
Im goin down
We get dressed up and we go out, baby, for the night
We come home early burning, burning in some fire fight
Im sick and tired of you setting me up Setting me up just to knock-a knock-a knock-a me down
I pull you close but when we kiss I can feel a doubt
I remember back when we started
My kisses used to turn you inside out
I used to drive you to work in the morning
Friday night Id drive you all around
You used to love to drive me wild
But lately girl you get your kicks from just driving me down
i love this song it takes me back to when life was fun and new
We still remember the "Big Man" around here. R.I.P. Clarence. Your legacy will live forever.
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Listening to this song on Sirius XM today, one can only begin to imagine the void created by the loss of Clarence Clemons to Bruce and the E street band back in 2011. His commanding solo riff on Going Down, at least in my mind, is THE most powerful saxophone performances I have ever had the pleasure experiencing, and I have to say I've experienced many. Literally gave me chills up my spine. A gentle giants lungs were untimely silenced, but his memory still lives on through songs such as these. RIP Clarence, thanks for the chills.