Drive Home

Wake up, Virginia, is your daddy home? Is your daddy home? Is your Daddy home? Did he turn out the lights and the telephone? And the telephone, and the telephone Come out Virginia come down the stairs Hell I know your headed somewhere Come out, Virginia, what you waiting for? What you waiting for? What you waiting for? Got your ball gown on and you locked the door And you locked the door and you locked the door Come out, Virginia, can't be so bad But who am I to say you're wrong? And in the backseat all your clothes Are resting on the posters that you got When you turned sixteen And from the window of the kitchen Stand your parents and some people you've never seen You're asking for another one You're asking for a way to spend the night If you're asking for another one Come out, Virginia, if it seems so wrong Seems so wrong and it seems so wrong And I'm just waiting for the rest to fall For the rest to fall, for the rest to fall Well maybe you were the best of me And maybe I'll learn, maybe I'll learn to crawl Well maybe you were the best of me If you're asking for another one You're asking for a way to spend the night If you're asking for another one You're asking for a way to spend the night If you're asking for another one You're asking for a way to spend the night If you're asking for another one