Song Description

The girl - object of the singers fancy - keeps him on edge, because she's... well..um, edgy...

Lyrics

Keeping me on edge

Louisa says it takes half an inch to trigger the hammer on a gun
In other words half an inch is the difference between dying and living on
Sweet Louisa she talks just like she walks and her curves are getting on my nerves
In the mornings she makes pancakes in the nude and wakes me up with kisses on my cheek

And it's
Keeping me on edge, baby
That's keeping me alive, honey
Everyday the same questions
Need different replies, baby
Keeping me on edge...

Louisa says we ought to fill up the car with cigarettes and sandwiches and super-unleaded
Honey, all the great visionary men never knew where they were headed
We could pop in a tape of Bob Dylan singing that "when you think you've lost everything -
You find out you can always lose a little more", ain't it funny how those lines cut right to the core?

And it's
Keeping me on edge, baby
That's keeping me alive, honey
Everyday the same questions
Need different replies, baby
Keeping me on edge...


There's no limit and no feeling timid when you're on the road
The road is home to the rambling, the gambling, the lifestyle sampling
Mortal souls like you and me
The trademark eating, the pavement beating, two times cheating talk is cheap-in'
Rendezvous meeting mortal souls, mortal souls like you and me

And it's
Keeping me on edge, baby
That's keeping me alive, honey
Everyday the same questions
Need different replies, baby
Keeping me on edge...