Fan On, Jacket Off

You stood up from the red vinyl booth

Left your half-empty soda

and walked out into the rain

Now I am staring at your denim jacket draped on that kitchen

chair

Wondering if we are just a cheap-date habit or something real

But I would buy you cheap dinners forever Drive you home

with the windows rolled down (yeah)

Spinning in the headlights

of this sleepy little town

Then you came back

through the creaking door

From the bathroom where the ceiling fan is still humming slow

(hummmm) Your hair was wet

but your eyes were bright and clear

And that jacket on the chair

was exactly where it belonged

Yes I

would buy you cheap dinners forever Drive you home

with the windows rolled down

(ooh-ooh) Spinning in the headlights

of this sleepy little town

Just you and me in the headlights

With the windows rolled down