Driving down a one-way street underneath the Austin sky
Your hair was a thousand miles away stuck on the 4-oh-5
There's a fine line between what you are and what you got, I guess

Never really had you
You were half way in? but you were always running out


Don't think this ever could've lasted
You were always going just a little faster
Don't think you ever saw into my Texas world

My pretty little LA girl

Rolling out across the desert, that's a longer bye

But you can't say we didn't give it one hell of a try
That day in Santa Fe, I swear I almost turned this car around
And baby, we both know


This never ever could've lasted
You were always going just a little faster

Don't think you ever saw into my Texas world
My pretty little LA girl
(LA girl)


You were half way in? but you were always running out


Don't think this ever could've lasted
You were always going just a little faster
Don't think you ever saw into my Texas world

My pretty little LA girl