Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe. She was a real go-getter. She drawled so sweetly, \"I think, child, that things'll get better\". We pulled off the highway, night black as a widow. \"Yes, I read the Bible,\" she said, \"I wanna know of you\".
Hey, I think I've got a live one, Hey, I think I've got a live one, Yeah, Yeah, I think I've got a live one.
Felt like I was hit by a diesel or a greyhound bus. She was no baby-sitter. \"Get up, sugar, never thought you'd be a quitter\". I opened the back door, she was greedy. I ran through the desert, she was chasin'. No time to get dressed, so I was naked, stranded in Chihuahua.
Hey, I think I've got a live one, Hey, I think I've got a live one, Hey, hey, I think I've got a live one, Alone, raped and freezin', Alone cold and sneezin', Alone down in Mexico, Alone.