You're gonna break somebody's heart that's true
Someone's gonna break yours too
You'll laugh in the middle of getting it done

And having it done to you

I see the neck of the driver behind the wheel

You looking at me in the side view mirror

You're changing your clothes in the back seat you slip

From a girl to a woman in less than a minute

As we roll from the city under the stars

On down the boulevard

May God be the first one in the car
May he be the last one out of ours

Moonlight shining on a Lincoln’s hood
Full of smoke and your perfume

If you're thinking you might I was hoping you would

Do just what your mother doesn't thing you should

Pass the building where your father works

The topless bars and the church

I ain't superstitious but it’s making me nervous

Shouldn't we at least say something first

As we roll from the city under the stars

On down the boulevard

May God be the first one in the car
May he be the last one out of ours

As we come down from wishing this city would start
Making use of these open arms

May God be the first one in the car
May He be the last one out of ours

On to the off ramp my coat around you
May love be down there and ride with us too
I’d be happy to die with you here doing this
The impression of my face down on your lips

As we roll from the city under the stars
On down the boulevard

May God be the first one in the car
May he be the last one out of ours
As we come down from wishing this city would stop
Making use of these open hearts

May God be the first one in the car
May He be the last one out of ours