Dave Alvin - Interstate City lyrics

The Cowboy checked in around Midnight The Room Number 503 The best western Motel and Truck Stop Out on Interstate Highway 15 And he leaves a message to the front desk "When my woman comes, send her up to me" Then he sits in the Dark drinkin' Bourbon And he kicks a hole in the TV-Screen Another girl working down at the front desk Sits listening to the Truck drive past She stares at her pale reflection In the thick, bulletproof gla** And she thinks that her Life might be better If she could change the color of her hair And she remembered the boy she knew one time Who swore he get her out of here Come on Baby take a ride with me Where the bright lights shine so pretty We can spend the rest of our lives Driving on Interstate City Another Woman pulls up to the Motel In a beat up Japanese car Trying to figure out how that Cowboy Tracked her down to the topless bar And it's been so long since she'd seen him She doesn't know exactly what to say So she let's out a 'sigh' and tries to decide To go upstairs or just drive away Come on Baby take a ride with me where the bright lights shine so pretty We can spend the rest of our lives Driving on Interstate City Well the Statetrooper turns out his headlights Runs a Check on the License Plate Wishes he had time to call his wife To tell her he'd be working late Than he checks with the girl at the front desk He tells her 'bout the APB And he tries not to think of his children As he walks the stairs to Room 503 Come on Baby take a ride with me Where the bright lights shine so pretty We can spend the rest of our lives Driving on Interstate City Come on Baby take a ride with me Where the bright lights shine so pretty We can spend the rest of our lives Driving on Interstate City