Cross The Border

He woke up with a smile

When the sun came over the hills.
She woke up with a frown

And reminded him of paying the bills.
He was having a ball

When he made himself some Bacon and eggs.
She was wearing her curlers

And said something about shavin’ her legs.

Bridge:
And then he put on his jacket and he jumped in his boots

Just like so many times before.
While she was talking about what Paris Hilton had said,

She heard the slamming of the door.

He was waved through the tollgate

For he had no special goods to declare
While she was smoking and crying

And thinking that he wouldn’t dare...

Bridge:

And then he ripped off his jacket and he flipped off his boots

And never wore them ever again.
And the sky was on fire and the sea was on ice

When he laid down in the sand.

Chorus:

He got some whiskey in a crate

And his glance was clear and straight,
When he crossed the border and the highway signs said:

Next stop – Golden State.

He was changing the stations

'Til he found a good old rock’n’roll show.
While she was calling her sister

As he should have been home hours ago.