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