I let do all the driving. I watched the highway for signs. I think I slept through Kentucky. You didn’t seem to mind.
You took some pictures in Nashville. “Something,” you said, “to show all our friends.” I took my chances in Vegas. You said, “The house always wins.”
chorus: We don’t need a map now. I can take you anyplace. A thousand miles of highway are written on my face. And if you walk away now and leave me on my own, I’ll just adjust the mirror. I can show myself home.
So from Manhattan to Kansas We kicked up a whole lot of dust. And I was cleaning my boots off while you were checking for rust.
There was a night in Missouri When you carved our names in a heart; and somewhere south of Miami We turned her over, and tried to restart.
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