The Way to Santa Fe Lyrics

INTRO:
VERSE 1:
I hate the taste of salt
That I have in my mouth
And I have cursed the heat
Too many times to count
My mind has turned as flaky
As the skin upon my nose
No more seeking refuge
From this leaky garden hose
PRE-CHORUS/CHORUS:
So get to the closet, darlin
Where all your coats are hung
We're gonna go get a little
Mountain air in our lungs
We can make the border
Before the break of day
Do you know the way to Santa Fe
VERSE 2:
This car runs a little rough
Yeah, but she'll be alright
'Cuz this won't be the first time
She's had to run all night
We'll eat our meals on the dashboard
And we'll sleep in some hotels
After all, that turquoise
Always suited you so well
Let this highway take us
Wherever it may lead
The waterdrops on the hood
Look like rosary beads
We will find ouR own redemption
Somewhere along the way
A B (pause)
Do you know the way to Santa Fe
JAM:
VERSE 3:
I'll call in sick to work
You can call in sick to school
We're goin' in search of vacancy signs
Over luke warm swimming pools
We'll take our chances lightly
We'll make common things make sense
Once I smell that desert air
Through my air conditioning vents
Just leave the phone machine on
Just let the milk go bad
We'll laugh at the carpet on the walls
And the lumpy matress pad
Who says that you can't go to bed
In the middle of the day
Do you know the way to Santa Fe
(Thanks to rschend@hotmail.com for tabs)