I study up my hollow
Piece of wood to follow
A day that doesn't come to the lucky
And I realize there's tomorrow
But I would rather wallow
In the rain then moods that seem so pot-lucky
Well I'm cruising El Paso in my off-white Coupe Back '65
Or I'm cruisin down my own street and my hoop tie says to me
"You better hang on to your bench seat
I'm gonna take you for a ride"
And I'll let you know when it comes
When it comes, I'll let you know
But don't stay up for me
Don't wait up for me if I'm not home, yeah
So I wait for fate to find me
A ball of string unwind me
Uncomfortable as a centerfold, yeah
And I realize you're behind me
To help and humankind me
To see my songs can be retold
Well I'll be gone tomorrow
Yes I'm on the road tomorrow
So next time that I see you in school
It won't be for too long
And I'll let you know when it comes
When it comes, I'll let you know
But don't stay up for me
Don't wait up for me if I'm not home, yeah
And I want a leather jacket
But only if I have the time
Well, I'll comb my hair like Elvis
And grab an old Gretch '59
And you'd hardly recognize me if you
Saw me from behind
And I'll let you know when it comes
When it comes, I'll let you know
And I'll let you know, yeah, when it comes
Just when it comes, I'll let you know
But don't stay up for me
Don't wait up for me if I'm not home, yeah
And I'll let you know, yeah
I'll let you know, yeah
Well I'll let you know