Beyond the cost of diesel fuel. And the tearing down of my old high school. I still think about her. The nation's rising deficit. My fatal crave for cigarettes.
She left Arizona, like her father had before. She took a bus 'cause she hated planes. She prayed the trip would ease her pain. And lead to open doors.
It's Tuesday night, it's twenty to eight. I'm picking up my baby and I'm already late. There's a blond hair beauty in the liquor store line. She asked me to share her bottle of wine.
My name aint up in lights. But Im a hero in this bar. And I play four big shows a night. With just me and my guitar. . I dont make a lot of money. And I dont have a lot of gear.
I grew up here on Bourbon Street. Playin' for the beer and tips. Livin' by the Poncha Train. Watchin' drunks and sailin' ships. I'm sittin' on a midnight train.
Why you wearing that dress. With your hair all down. Are you meeting some friends. Mind if I come. . Will you be home late. Again tonight. That nothing youre doing.
Were wastin all our time and energy it seems. To mend our broken hearts as if they were machines. There ain't a tool around that could make us tight. .
It sure looks good in the picture books. Makes me stop and take second looks. Yeah, lots of white sand on big white beach. Everything right within my reach.
Those rodeo clowns they seem so funny. But in a way they're kinda sad too. But those rodeo clowns don't make much money. She smiles and says, "Yeah, kinda like you".
I live in this castle all alone. I must have built these walls with a heart of stone. Whoa, cant you see. Whoa, what youre doing to me?. . Im standin on top of the world tonight.
I knew I shouldn't love her, we were only seventeen. But I've always been a sucker. For long blond hair and eyes so green. But I had to leave her, leave her in my past.
Youre Daddys little girl. Born with a silver spoon. I could tell somebody told you. You hung the moon. . You look so good. I had to look the other way.
The rumble of the engines. In the station almost put me to sleep. And the wino covered up. With yesterday's news. Is lying next to me. . I see a red-haired girl with ponytails.
New Mexico, new Diet Coke. New taxes on the same pack of smokes. New President, new presidence. New music ain't got no soul. . New Hollywood, new generation.
A high school girl in southern California loses her life. Working in a fast food restaurant. And all the store lost was a hundred dollars, sha la la la la la.
Went to see a shrink 'cause my life is such a mess. Thanks Mr. Freud now I'm broke and depressed. I had to start smoking to get off Nicorette. I put the top down just in time to get wet.
I saw some old friends the other day. And all they could talk about was how I've changed. They thought I'd be the last one to ever settle down. They can't believe I'm flyin' so high with both feet on the ground.
Give Me Something Real. . I'm not willing to live. Blinded by another lover. who leads me on. 'Cause they know just how to give. Just enough to get what they want.