St. Beater Camry

The sky was pink and blown with sand
By the stacked up shipping containers where the cruise ships land
She was down in the palm tree land
In the water where it all slipped through her hands
The tables they did turn though
And sent her crawling home
Life had other plans than her own
It's a long way down
When your feet have never touched the ground
90 down 95
With the heat on, the windows down and her hair blown around
Foxglove stems on the dash
Sold everything for a little cash
So just run away
You can make it if you lеave now
Drive all the way through thе night
It was a bullshit hand
Just let it all burn down
Cigarettes from the bar
Gum in the ashtray mason jar
Wishes queued for a shooting star
From the hotel parking lot in her car
So just run away
Live to see another day
Drive all the way through the night
It's a long way home
When you've always been on your own
Just run away
You can make it if you leave now
Drive all the way through the night
It was a bullshit hand
Just let it all burn down
Just run away