Lyrics
Aw hell I can't complain
Been pretty well fed and pretty well paid
Little bit anxious, a little depressed
Just thinkin' about you at a motel in Texas
Sure beats that minimum wage
Driving on highways, singing on stage
Sun's settin' over Mexico
And I can just see Juarez from El Paso
Can't wait to hear about LA
This weekend we're playin' hotel cafe
Well I wanted you to know if your evening's free
Hope you come to the show and the drinks are on me
How's life on the silver screen?
That west coast everything you thought it'd be?
Signal's fuzzy on my cell phone
I figured I'd write you from El Paso
Written by: Landon Christopher Gay