Jackson Browne

Highways and dancehalls
A good song takes you far
Your write about the moon
And you dream about the stars
Blues in old motel rooms
Girls in daddys car
You sing about the nights
And you laugh about the scars
Coffee in the morning cocaine afternoons
You talk about the weather
And you grin about the rooms
Phone calls long distance
To tell how youve been
Forget about the losses, you exaggerate the wins
And when you stop to let em know
Youve got it down
Its just another town along the road
The ladies come to see you
If your name still rings a bell