The desert is waiting for those who rush,
and you and me honey we 're oh, such a sweet fuss
we drove all night to spend all day in bed,
dont you think this is messing up my head?
with eyes like warm cognac and skin like vermouth,
i m hooked in baby, i m hung up on you
floral sheets and motel beds, lets go out tonight and cut some threads
fifty seven dollars and fifty cents
pulled the trigger and left that mother f*cker dead
with eyes like warm cognac and skin like vermouth,
i m hooked in baby, i m hung up on you
if you shower me with whisky, i ll strip for you.
go on, turn on the high beams, look what you made me do....
eyes like warm cognac and skin like vermouth,
i m hooked in baby now, i m hung up on you
ashes to ashed and desert to dust,
driving through Nevada,
from dawn till dusk