There`s a place
A local roadside shack
A poor man`s Paris with parking in the back
There`s a girl there
She knows how to unwind
She don`t talk much but she knows just how to act
I said-Don`t tell me she don`t love me
The money`s just a mere formality
Every day, every night
Something`s going on, something`s going on
Down the road over yonder
Any place, any time when I`m fading
My love lies waiting
Down the road tonight
When I was younger
All the older boys
Would drive me way past the county fair
They`d laugh and point out
This roadside trailer
And say something wild`s going on over there
They said-What they`re doing
Don`t mean nothing to you now
But someday it`ll mean everything
There were movies in the parlor
They were dealing one-eyed jacks
And when I said I loved her
She said-Just keep coming back