Friday night, I got the TV on,
I'm in video heaven.. they play my favorite song.
I light a cigarette, check it in the mirror,
Flip the collar of my jacket up,
Make sure there's nobody here..
My jeans are tight, I'm ready to roll..
'walking out the door in my own... video.
My own video, my own video, my own video.

There's a neighbor in the window, a dog in the alley..
I'm in my convertible.. I look like Mustang Sally.

Everything is neon (neon, neon), state of the art..
While me, I'm singing my song, singing my song,
I sing it from the heart.

Looking so sincere as the camera rolls,
Looking so sincere in my own video video..
It's my own.. video video..
My very own.. video video
It's my own video.

If I had a motorcycle, I could be Jane Dean..
Who says you've got to know how to dance or sing?
Black leather jacket? While it's pretty good hook, well, it's not how you play.. you know they say, it's how you look.

In the last freeze frame I'll reveal my soul --
A legend in my own mind,
In my own.. video video
It's my own.. video video
My very own.. video video
Watch me now in my own video.

I want my, I want my, I want my own video..
I want my, I want my, I want my own video..
I want my, I want my, I want my own video..
I want my, I want my, I want my own video.