Letra de Busking On the Thruway

She can work a debutante′s dress and a bottle of Jack
Like you've never seen nobody do
Smoke two Red packs, tell another jokeSing the sweetest song to you
And you just can′t tell that the dust on the shelf
Has been there longer than you
So you get up, walk over to the juke, just to play another tune

She go Busking on the Thruway
Tuning up, off 80 yeah
And this town's got one more lady
She go Busking out on the Thruway

Damn ain't you some kind of drink stopping-off
At the Bridge by the Bay
Haven′t seen a skirt for miles
Let alone black boots with their own name
And you sing of that Lipstick oh so raw, never left you just the same
She holds a Bullet for the one that left her lonely along the way

She go Busking on the Thruway
Tuning up, off 80 yeah
And this town′s got one more lady
She go Busking out on the Thruway

She go, she go, she go
She go, she go, she go

She's 1 of 4, but her cousin′s a bore, just riding her brother Jim
And the trees are waving while the girls are talking
About the boys that been
Her ex walks in with a smile and a trout and a care for nothing else
But little does he know that this girl's got a
Little-city-sense cause she go...

Busking on the Thruway
Tuning up, off 80 yeah
And this town′s got one more lady
She go Busking out on the Thruway