New Mexico down on Central Avenue
Where the old highway goes running through
And all that I can do, all that I can do
Is think of you
With someone new
I got a job waiting tables in the middle of the night
See the sunrise in my rear view mirror
Wake up to see the last of its light
But I don’t mind, no I don’t mind
Because that hot desert sun beating down on this side of town
Well it ain’t a pretty sight
A few old men and some young drunks they’ll try to make a pass
But I just have to look them straight in the eye
And I say please don’t even ask
‘Cause there’s no one who, there’s no one who
Can make my tired old life
Seem new and unused
I guess there’s always gotta be someone out on the highway
Laying down all that tar
And there’s always gotta be someone serving up the drinks
Down at the bar
But I don’t want to be slaving my life away
If it’s just to pay for all the things I never knew quite how to say
Dirty old blackbird landed on my window sill
I didn’t want him to leave so I sat there watching him perfectly still
Until he finally flew, and when he finally flew
I asked him to cut a hole in the morning sky
That I could pass right on through

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