Intro: G C G C
Exit 8, small cafe
It's three a.m.
I've been driving all night
Got a funny air, red-brown hair
In the porch light
She said 'We're open all night
So won't you come inside
It's gonna be all right'
She said 'tired?'
I said 'I'm a little bit unstable'
She said 'Honey, I will help you if I'm able
There's a bottle of relief upon the table
And we're open all night
She said 'I was born the year the rockets landed
Circa 1969 and I got stranded
Yeah, but the comet's getting close
And I can't stand it.'
It's eight a.m.
She says 'I've been drinking all night
And there is nothing I will not do to make it all right'
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