He asked her where she was goin’…she said nowhere…kept walkin’…just strollin’ down the road with the neon Budweiser sign flashin’ behind her…castin’ red and yellow colors on her white skin…the pitch black sky offered no hope…where are the stars when you need ’em…

And he kept followin’ along ‘side her in the old Ford…his head out the window…drivin’ slow…truck creepin’ by as she kept goin’ with her skinny arms folded and the wind blowin’ in her auburn hair…,why don’t you get in the truck girl…I won’t bite…,the young man said as he adjusted his baseball cap…stained with sweat marks…,just leave me be…,she said…,just leave me be…

She kept on her way…lookin’ straight ahead…her slow gate was pickin’ up pace…he pulled the truck over to the side of the road…a little rust fell off when he slammed the door…runnin’ in cowboy boots on the soft shoulder of the road…tryin’ to catch up with her…she started runnin’ too…takin’ off her pumps and buildin’ up speed in the wet grass…lookin’ behind her at a man that wouldn’t give up…

I’m gonna catch ya one of these days…,he shouted as he stopped…lit a Marlboro…,maybe not tonight…maybe not tomorrow…but one of these days you’re gonna be mine…,he headed back to his truck and turned on the ignition…radio was playin’ some kinda heavy metal head bangin’ bullshit…his tires peeled out as he stepped on the gas…drove right past her and stuck his head out the window…shoutin’…,I’m gonna catch ya one of these days…I’m gonna catch ya…tail lights turned red in the middle of the night…she just kept walkin’…