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