Across the street from your hotel
Did not know that it was your home
And what a great backyard you have
Well you obviously sure love to show it
Well it’s so sad when you’ve lost your way
By the way, I’m here to say

It’s over there in the backseat of the car
In bright lights where you know you can’t stray very far
Well, it’s so sad when you’ve lost yourself
In the depths of deep despair
Well…it’s over there

Don’t try, don’t try to speak
I don’t want to argue with you no more
Don’t try, don’t try to speak
I don’t want to argue with you no more
It’s so sad when you can’t see right
But it’s happened in daylight
Well..it’s over there
It’s over there

Copyright 1997, Anne Fontenot & Blanche Fury