shake down midnight, a glassy eyed princess
dressed in butterfly gauze ( fly away )
bare feet, she left behind both sparkle slippers
'cause she likes driving with no shoes on,
and the highway's where she's running.
(doesn't have a destination)
pink Cadillac cruising
& the ribbon of road
stretches for miles
she's got nowhere to go
"hey pretty boy with the empty smile,
could you point me in the right direction?"
and thank god, another neon roadside motel
says 'vacancy' and she's got another night
to figure out
just what she's running from.
"baby doll, I'll be your prince charming,
your happy ending,
but you gotta come home."