RECKLESS   1. I must have felt a little reckless. Things got a little out of hand. I took a turn in my automobile - wasn't really much of a plan; woke up in a foreign land.   2. Parlez-vous... English? You gotta cut me a little slack. You can see I don't know the customs here, but there is no way that takes me back, and anyway that deck is stacked - there where I came from.   3. I like the light in this hotel a little past the edge of town. They fixed me up with a western view. It's crazy when the sun goes down, Burning on some distant ground.   Chorus. They got a bar off the lobby downstairs. They got a singer and a band. Always a guy with a roving eye, and now and then the singer gets canned.   4. All in all, it's dark, and it's quiet. I'm here till the money runs out. There's a chance for a little romance with a woman from the distant south, pale with a crimson mouth.   Bridge. Out across the desert, do you ever arrive? You got to get to somewhere if you keep on driving. Now and then I wonder, should I turn it around? If you lose it in the desert, you may never get found.   5. They call this place The Ricochet, The Ricochet Hotel. You think you're here on a rebound. That's the story that you like to tell, but it's never been an easy sell.   (c) Kvaran/Beadle 2006