Unpaid Tab Blues

Under the wash of the high-road stars (ooh) We're driving fast in

our rented cars

Windows rolled down to the summer air

No looking back, we are almost there

We left the booth right in the middle of a sentence

Walking outside where the cool air hits

Now we're standing by the bathroom mirror

Fluorescent light making everything clearer

An unpaid tab still open on the screen

downstairs

And the city is hummin' outside the pane

(hummmm) We're washing away the dust and the rain

Under the wash of the high-road stars

(yeah) We're driving fast in our rented cars

Windows rolled down to the summer air

No looking back, we are almost there

We count the cash that we didn't spend

Tracing the lines of a perfect weekend

Bad lighting makes us look like movie stars Even with the dust

and the rental cars

Under the wash of the high-road stars (ooh,

yeah) We're driving fast in our rented cars

Windows rolled down to the summer air

No looking back, we are almost there

No looking back... (ahhhh) Just windows down.