Karyn

Karyn had a name
But no one ever said it
They just brought their lotto games
And paid for the unleaded
So she didn’t run
When the mill boy robbed the station
She just asked if she could come
And live the fast life on location
All the stars were full as they pulled to the west
Saying «If luck has a limit, babe, let’s go find the edge»
The summer emptied fast
Like the pockets of the desperate
The feeling didn’t last
The Dylans went electric
And the cops don’t let things slide
But she couldn’t push the brakes in
Now Karyn had a name
On the boards at every station
All the stars they burned as she turned to the south
«If luck is a-leaving, baby, let’s go run it down»
Karyn knew enough
From what the movies told her
That when the going gets rough
The rough go 'cross the border
Another station down
They paid the driver forty-nine percent
Now Karyn has a name
Pronounced by different accents
The stars leave their glow on the roads out of town
So if our luck gets tired, baby, put the wheels to the ground
Baby, put the wheels to the ground
Baby, put the wheels to the ground
Baby, put the wheels to the ground