She rides on empty streets
Always takes cottage grove
Because she needs the taste of where they used to eat

She feels these days are long ago

This taxi smells like gasoline

And I've seen all there is to see
In this town
Every road goes somewhere but I'm still here


She wants her son to have a better view
His guitar is his pillow at night

You know he plays the parts until he gets it right
She hopes the harmony makes him move


So he's not stuck here too

This taxi smells like gasoline

And I've seen all there is to see
In this town
Every road goes somewhere but I'm still here


And there must've been a two-way street
I might have turned at differently

These lights never change when you're in the wrong lane
And if you turn turn into me
I'll never forgive this little city driving me mundane


This taxi smells like gasoline
And I've seen all there is to see

In this town
Every road goes somewhere but I'm still here