The time has come
You gonna get your thrillo
You'll polish his kodak on the wall
Control your make up in the mirror
With your backstage card in your pocket
You'll try to enter the backstage area

Chorus:
What you want is
What you need
It's just a place in the shade
Standing by your hero

Sweet sweat necks after the show
Old canned beer hills in the middle of the room
See the young shouter's head turn red
And in the night you will find your way into his bed

Chorus

Stand by me
I heard the news
He's going to settle down
In this town
What are you going to do now

Chorus

He is always he
And he is always there