There's a place
   A local roadside shack
   A poor man's Paris with a parking lot in the back
   There's a girl there
   She knows how to unwind
   She don't talk much but she knows just how to act
   I said - Don't tell me she don't love me
   The money's just a mere formality
  
   Every day, Every night
   Somethings going on, something's going on
   Down the road over yonder
   Any place, any time when I'm fading
   My love lies waiting
   Down the road tonight
  
   When I was younger
   All the older boys
   Would drive me way out past the county fair
   They'd laugh and point out
   This roadside trailer
   And say something wild's going on over there
   They said - What they're doing
   Don't mean nothing to you now
   But someday it'll mean everything
  
   There were movies in the parlor
   They were dealing one-eyed jacks
   And when I said I loved her
   She said - Just keep coming back