Lipstick on my face Thunder in the sky The shades are drawn Don't ask me why But with the ghost riders on the go I think you know But with the ghost riders on the go I think you know It goes something like this Crater in my brain Where the strippers go insane Cabin number four Ain't gonna smile no more But with the ghost riders on the go I think you know But with the ghost riders on the go I think you know It goes something like this