Luxury

Dah-town! doldrums!

Depression's a local custom

If I had waited 'til I had the money

I'd have never left it

Found no exit

Every reason to stay

Was reason to get out of there faster

Yet sixteen postcards later

Can't believe that I've made it here

To a cafe by a river

Where street lamps shame the lovers

And any time I want to

I can be one of them

Told that crazy Russian

To practice his jazz driving

With some other hitch-hiker

At land's end, lovely weather

But weird food, weirder water

"Heads'"? I stay, "Tails"? back on the train

I meet this Charlie

With a package at the border

No questions, if there's a jam

Claim I'm Canadian

At last, wild and reckless

'Fore I could say I wasn't that kind of girl, I was

At the corner of a one-way and nowhere

Some city, can't pronounce the name

Got lost, on purpose

Careful, cautious kept me home

Big teasers, promised plenty

Here I've got nothing, and nothing is, nothing is

luxury

Trick English, Italian gestures, survival French

Got me in the casino

An evening at the wheels

A double zero won a mercenary

Who bought me drinks and dinner

But I had enough of soldiers

Last seat on the last express

To "I'll know when I get there"

How the world is stuck together

As long as there is motion

There'll be adventures