Made my exit on the turn pike

I saw the stateside toll and shuffled for some change

I paid a man that talked as if he knew me

And I could see it in his eyes

He could tell that I was running away

What are you waiting for

It's just a minute away

Travel light you might just

Find yourself there for the day

What are you waiting for

It's just a minute away

Following Rita

Following Rita

Stopped to make a call and picked up Elvis

Elvis James McCabe a future millionaire

He wrestled with his thoughts out loud

About two girls that he had left behind

And said for forty five dollars

He could help me on my way and get rich too



There was talk about after high school

I would get a job

Gig at night and she would go to some

Community school

But her father changed jobs

And we cried together

As her plane was flying away

Well the phone never was enough

For us to hold on to

Now every mile that I drive away

Get's me closer to you, yeah