Neal And Jack And Me

Lyrics for Neal And Jack And Me

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 do Cody, Sartori a Paris Strange spaghetti in this solemn city There's a postcard we're all seen before Buck 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, 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, no sleep And no mad video machine to eat time A city scene, I can't explain the Seine alone at four AM The Seine alone at four AM, the insane alone at four AM Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers, absent lovers Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers