We take your truck into town Mm-mm You say to me: Let’s get out of here, far away I shook my head, hope you know what I meant Passenger seat, watching you shoot the breeze Listening to top 40 of the west Black corvette, my head on your lap Our hands intertwined Take me for a ride Deep in me, you say It’s kind of funny Your laugh still haunts me In the bedroom where you reap And I just stand there wondering What happened to us?