(Rickie Lee Jones)
Along stretch of headlines
Blends into I-9
Tiptoe into truck-stops
And sleepy diesel eyes
Volcanoes rumble into taxi
And glow in the dark
Camels in the driver's seat
A slow, easy mark
But you ran out of gas
Down the road a piece
Then the battery went dead
And now the cable won't reach
It's your last chance
To check under the hood
Last chance
She ain't sounding to good
Your last chance
To trust the man with the star
You've found the Last Chance Texaco
Well, he tried to be standard
He tried to be Mobil
He tried living in a World
And in a Shell
There was this block-busted blond
He loved her-free part and labor
But she broke down and died
And threw all the rods he gave her
But this one ain't fuel injected
Her plugs's disconnected
She got scared and she stalls
She just need a man, that's all
It's her last chance
Her timing's all wrong
Her last chance
She can't idle this long
Her last chance
turn her over and go
Pullin' out of the Last Chance Texaco
The last chance... |