Woorden:
Rickie Lee Jones

A long stretch of headlights bends into I-9 They tiptoe into truck stops And sleepy diesel eyes Volcanoes rumble in the taxi An' glow in the dark Camels

The line of traffic comes to stand still For the love came out in the morning air I find the place I started from The wild is calling, this time I'll

Close your eyes and dream of me You've found the one you love Life is long and then it's through But you go on and you go on Nous serons une nuit brillante

Beggin' down these sun beaten streets I can't make for no connection Locals here don't speak no English Where is my woman, no one knows It seems some

I and Braggar, and Junior Lee Well that's the way we always thought it would be In the wind-strewn leaves of September, how we met In the Winston lips

they all smile they shake your hand they want to know your name y ou sit in your mothers room look through the window pane when they know you're not

Down there by the river is a man Whose horn is twisted into shapes Unknown to the wicked and the wise And he bears the look of an animal Who's seen things

C'est une chanson, Qui nous ressemble, Toi qui m'aimais, Et je t'aimais, Nous vivions tous les deux ensemble, Toi qui m'aimais, Moi qui t'aimais

There was a Joe, leanin' on the back door A couple Jills that had their eyes on a couple bills Their eyes was stayin', they was waitin' to get Their hands