Stan Ridgway - Lost Weekend

Drivin’ outta vegas in their automobile
She was in the back seat while he was at the wheel
With the windows wide open

All the money from the store, they’d gambled away
He said the best laid plans often go astray

She took the page of a book and turned it down
She lit a cigarette, she didn’t make a sound

And I know, if we’d had just one more chance, he said
I know, we’d finally hit the big one at last, she said

Chorus:
(instead of) another lost weekend
Lost weekend
Another lost weekend
Lost weekend

Pull over soon, she said, it’s no big deal,
You can take any exit that you happen to feel
Is the right one
The right one

As she slowly blew her smoke out the rear wind vent
She thought back on all the letters she’d sent
For a contest to be on a quiz game show

Maybe I shoulda stayed in school, he said
Yeah, I know¨c¨cstart your own business cleanin’ swimming pools, she said

Chorus repeat x2

She leaned over the front seat and twiddled with the radio dial
She looked out the window, saw a sign, and both of them began to smile
There’s a place we can stay at... it’s up another mile.