Highway Miles

Highway Miles-Bootstraps Down highway miles your sleepin In our middle seat With my heart as full as an ashtray at a slot machine Oh california, god your cold sometimes like you and your, Like you and your vivid eyes on mine, On mine down highway miles On mine down highway miles Where the twilight, Turns on everything well my heart's as pure as war, Has a clear enemy Oh new york your stray dogs run wild Like you and your, like you and your vivid eyes, On mine, on mine On mine, on mine On mine, on mine