I'm wheels, I am moving wheels
I am a 1952 studebaker coupe
I'm wheels, I am moving wheels moving wheels
I am a 1952 starlite coupe...

En route.....les Souterrains
Des visions du Cody... Sartori a Paris...

Strange spaghetti in this solemn city...
There's a postcard we've all seen before...
Past wild-haired teens in dark clothing
With hands-full of autographed napkins we
eat apples in vans with sandwiches ... rush
Into the lobby life of hurry up and wait
Hurry up and wait for all the odd-shaped keys
Which lead to new soap and envelopes...
New soap and envelopes...

Hotel room homesickness on a fresh blue bed
And the longest-ever phone call home.....
No sleep no sleep no sleep no sleep and no mad
Video machine to eat time...
A cityscene I can't explain, the Seine alone at 4 A.M.
The Seine alone at 4 A.M...
Neal and Jack and me
Absent lovers, absent lovers...

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
2
2.90
Blink 182 Story Of A Lonely Guy Lyrics
JAMES Sit down Lyrics