It's a fancy town where the girls play down what they wear.
They got their heads tied up with imitation hair.
They let their boys trade off so they won't get soft and try to say
That they still get the bill when feeling goes away, away, away.
But you left here years ago
For miles on the empty road
Driving through the night
Away from home.
It never claimed to own the outstanding loan
That your parents gave.
Though they thought you could, it would do no good to repay.
So you left here years ago
For miles on the lonely road
Driving through the night
Away from home.
You call every day and explain that you don't know where you wanna go
And you can't live alone.
Why don't you just move back home?
Things round here are better there are places you'd never know.
The beach got bigger, the river moved over, and they put in a four-lane road.
A step or two, whatever's gonna pull you closer
And don't bring anything. we're gonna start all over.