Friday night, I got the TV on,nI'm in video heaven.. they play my favorite song.nI light a cigarette, check it in the mirror,nFlip the collar of my jacket up,nMake sure there's nobody here..nMy jeans are tight, I'm ready to roll..n'walking out the door in my own... video.nMy own video, my own video, my own video.nnThere's a neighbor in the window, a dog in the alley..nI'm in my convertible.. I look like Mustang Sally.nnEverything is neon (neon, neon), state of the art..nWhile me, I'm singing my song, singing my song,nI sing it from the heart.nnLooking so sincere as the camera rolls,nLooking so sincere in my own video video..nIt's my own.. video video..nMy very own.. video videonIt's my own video.nnIf I had a motorcycle, I could be Jane Dean..nWho says you've got to know how to dance or sing?nBlack leather jacket? While it's pretty good hook, well, it's not how you play.. you know they say, it's how you look.nnIn the last freeze frame I'll reveal my soul --nA legend in my own mind, nIn my own.. video videonIt's my own.. video videonMy very own.. video videonWatch me now in my own video.nnI want my, I want my, I want my own video..nI want my, I want my, I want my own video..nI want my, I want my, I want my own video..nI want my, I want my, I want my own video.