I agree
We should leave
In an hour
Or better right now
Or we'll never
Lift the sand first

Touch my skin
Let us begin
To notice each other
Not some monitor
Let's not tell anyone
About what's going on
Say, you will
Be driving to
You hit the mountains
Or maybe just hills
Will is sick now
Just have a little

I know a motel
Along the coastal
It's pretty awful

But they'll leave us alone
I can't go on
Pretending this song
Is about young lovers
Born to run
When it's so clearly
About you and me
And I agree
We'll get no sleep
Until we strap her
Into that seat
And stop this terrible sound
By driving her around

'Til we pass that motel
Along the coastal
It's pretty awful
But one time we just might
Stay there and sleep through the night

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Writer(s): Paul Hayden Desser