Kids out driving Saturday afternoon, pass me by
I’m just savoring familiar sights
We shared some history this town and I
And I can’t stop that long forgotten feeling I’m here
Time to book a room and stay tonight, oh ooh
Number one is to find some friends to say “you’re doing well”
After all this time you boys look just the same, uhm
Number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels
Settle in to play, do you remember? So and so,
Number three is a never say his name
And all the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there is nothing else could set fire to this town
There’s no change, there’s no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that he won’t be around
Ohh, Who needs that sentimental bullshit, anyway
You know it takes more than just a memory to make me cry
And I’m happy just to sit here round the table with ols friends
See which one of us could say the biggest lies
Ohh, and there’s a girl, she’s falling in love near where the pianola stands
With her young local factory auto worker, just holding hands
And I’m wondering if he’ll go or if he’ll stay
Do you remember, nothing stopped us on the field
In our days
All the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there is nothing else could set fire to this town
There’s no change, there’s no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that he won’t be around