Johnny rode from the neon coast with a ford and a bag of weed

He never knows when she’ll be at home but he can stay there when he needs

Hey Johnny don’t you come knocking when the road looks rough ahead

Cause we don’t need to fall in love for you to take off and leave again

But in the morning he left

With just a note on the bed

Motel signs, and highway lines, old man he never gets a rest

But from from time to time, she would cross his mind, though he tries to never let her in

She’d say

Hey Johnny why’d you come knocking when the road looked rough ahead

Heaven knows when you decide to go, you’ll leave a heart on the tracks

The car beams

Reminding him of an old daydream

The Dodgers will score and the crowd screams

They might just come back for the win

And he sees baseball diamonds on a Friday night

And the girl two rows ahead

And the Holy Rollers with their Coca-Colas

But her eyes stay fixed on him

She says hey Johnny, I’m going to a party and I think I might need a lift

Don’t know if I should go alone do you know someone I could go with

But oh god she’s a pretty thing

But oh god she’s a pretty thing

But oh god she’s a pretty thing

But oh god she’s a pretty thing

In the neon light we’re gonna be alright

In the light we’re gonna be all alright