Pulled over at midday The joker's still wet behind the ears He hands off a novel of novice citations outside the service station The glue sets beneath our heels [Chorus] My baby's in Ma**achusetts And all this booze is useless Sunset sing my scratched out sighing soul to sleep And the cashier here is ruthless Jeanette, I wrote your name down But I'd hate that job as much as you do if I was stuck between Barton and Binghamton too Days like this I miss listening to records Making coffee together Snow globes and Jersey sheets I tried sleeping in our bed without you last night That didn't work at all, cause I couldn't sleep Sometimes I wish it was still last summer And you still lived in South Philly And I wasn't playing a show in Nebraska, or Austin, Texas Asking the kids what they ate for breakfast But here I am, Valero bathroom Who's paid to keep these things cliche? Bury me beneath New York state It's the only place where I feel dead [Chorus] My baby's in Ma**achusetts And all this booze is useless Sunset sing my scratched out sighing soul to sleep And the cashier here is ruthless Jeanette, I wrote your name down But I'd hate that job as much as you do if I was stuck between Barton and Binghamton too