Written by Tom Stevens
It’s 4am too dark for daylight
We’d been living beneath the streetlights
Saw a neon sign through my windshield glass
It said 24 hours food and gas
I slowed down, shook my head because
Was trying to remember where the hell I was
West of Pittsburgh, north of Vincennes
The sign in the window didn’t make no sense
But there’s 2000 miles between me and my salvation
And all I need is 17 ways
All the times I wanted to tell you
You weren’t there, I said I’ll tell you tomorrow
But tomorrow came and tomorrow went
Just a few more miles for the time that I’d spent
Used to be want to take it slow
Get my skags wave goodbye and away I’d go
Now my heart is spinning, and my head feels numb
Couldn’t get back any faster if I was shot from a gun
There’s 6 people waiting
They all got someone to count on
And I all I need is 17 ways
What’s it gotta be, think I had to choose
That tiny one thing and it’s the other I lose
Waitress stops, and she pours me some more
But I can feel something pulling me on out that door
Yeah
Most of my life just waiting for something to happen
When all I need is 17 ways
All I need is 17 ways
(c) Tom Stevens
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