Exit 8
  Small cafe
  Georgia moonlight
  It's three a.m.
  I've been driving all night
  Got a funny air
  Red-brown hair
  In the porch light
  She said 'We're open all night
  So won't you come inside
  It's gonna be all right'
  She said tired
  I said I'm a little bit unstable
  She said 'Honey, I will help you if I'm able
  There's a bottle of relief upon the table
  And we're open all night
  So won't you come inside
  It's gonna be all right'
  She said 'I was born the year the rockets landed
  Circa 1969 and I got stranded
  Yeah, but the comet's getting close
  And I can't stand it.'
  She said 'We're open all night
  So won't you come inside
  Exit A
  Small cafe
  Smoke at three
  Georgia moonlight
  It's eight a.m.
  I've been drinking all night
  And there is nothing I will not do to make it all right
  She said 'We're open all night
  So won't you come inside
  It's gonna be all right'