Verse
I agree, we should leave,
Here in an hour, or better right now,
Or we'll never, lift this anchor.
Touch my skin, and let us begin,
To notice each other and not some monitor,
And let's not tell anyone, about what's going on.
Instrumental
Say you will, and I'll drive until,
We hit the mountains, or maybe just hills,
Or we lose signal, or 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.