Woke up in the hazy shade Of a rusty dusty down To find that I had crushed the mind Of one who from beyond the highway comes Those legs were looking back at me Wasn't this the version I was meant to see? I can't remember what the hell she said To think about a place of mystery Air air air. I love you The hook-up kids don't know don't care They keep their secrets down upon the stair The river floats in gambling holds Made for the troubadour on a dare He's the one from the movie screen He's the one who knows the goal is never feel He's the gun & the magazine It's the one you know but it just won't say when