Infinite Blacktop

Piercing headlights Through the fog of the narrow road The trees stay behind As I venture further into the unknown Burger at midnight in the nearest town Her black jacket and her eyes of brown Ice cubes dance in the tallest glass It’ll be a minute till we see sunny grass The shiny wheels chop The infinite blacktop The shiny wheels chop The infinite blacktop Distant but bright Stands the city of the falling snow Tattoo on her thigh The best talks about anything that flows Burger at midnight in the nearest town Her black jacket and her eyes of brown Ice cubes dance in the tallest glass It’ll be a minute till we see sunny grass The shiny wheels chop The infinite blacktop The shiny wheels chop The infinite blacktop