Woke up in the hazy shade
Of a rusty dusty down
To find that I had crushed the mind
Of one who from beyond the highway comes
Those legs were looking back at me
Wasn't this the version I was meant to see?
I can't remember what the hell she said
To think about a place of mystery
Air air air.
I love you
The hook-up kids don't know don't care
They keep their secrets down upon the stair
The river floats in gambling holds
Made for the troubadour on a dare
He's the one from the movie screen
He's the one who knows the goal is never feel
He's the gun & the magazine
It's the one you know but it just won't say when
