I'm sitting at home and the phone doesn't even ring I'm all alone again Not a sound in the house save the radio FM DJ filling up the emptiness Baby's on the road again Six weeks nation-wide opening the show And I'm making it on my own like a rock'n roll widow Get my news from the Rolling Stone, wake by the telephone Wonder if he's alone Or is my man on a permanent loan to rock'n roll Rock'n roll Outdoor concert, watching him play for me I fall in love again He says his music is everything Helpless, caught by the melody When he begins to sing Go on, tell me he's like all the rest And I'm making it on my own like a rock'n roll widow Get my news from the Rolling Stone, wake by the telephone Wonder if he's alone Or is my man on a permanent loan to rock'n roll Rock'n roll Watching him run I've got the feeling that he's already lost in the life So I'm making it on my own like a rock'n roll widow Get my news from the Rolling Stone, wake by the telephone Wonder if he's alone Or is my man on a permanent loan to rock'n roll To rock'n roll