Well I'm driving to town<br />
But I'm on the same road that took me back home<br />
Put me on the road<br />
Now I'm heading to nothing 'cause its no more fun<br />
Going down through the pines, what I'm doing I did before<br />
And that's all I see<br />
Driving, driving sixteen miles<br />
I'm looking for something I don't want to do<br />
Because my coming to town it took me from you<br />
Now I'm losing my taste for the night life<br />
Losing my taste for the night life<br />
Losing my taste for the night life<br />
<br />
Now I feel like an island<br />
A man in a whorehouse<br />
And I'm back again<br />
I go back to the highway, I go back to the farmhouse<br />
And the hills of grain<br />
And I wonder at all<br />
Where I would be<br />
If I can't go and find you there<br />
Well I wondered so long<br />
Where to find you and how<br />
I go standing in where I am right now<br />
Losing my taste for the night life<br />
Losing my taste for the night life<br />
<br />
Try it once if you need to<br />
Come back and then you can<br />
Take it out on me<br />
It's the same it could lead you<br />
But all that is what two can do<br />
and still be free<br />
You've been gone such a long time<br />
Now I know it's for real<br />
And how sad or how good<br />
And how I feel<br />
Losing my taste for the night life<br />
Losing my taste for the night life<br />