Broke down, border town
Left it on the causeway
The kind of town with a statue and speedway
And a story of a tiny mandolin
And fridge magnet elves
That shake the living daylights from you
That shake the living daylights from you

A broken back, a quarter back
Banking on the next game
In some American film on a Sunday
Got the feeling that your wedding couldn’t wait
And you told me on the phone
It shakes the living daylights from you
It shakes the living daylights from you

It shakes the living daylights from you
It shakes the living daylights from you

I’ve got a terrible bout of something with my eyes
From the mattress or the speedway light
Will I want to hear the sound
The sound of William Applegate
The sound
The sound
The sound
The sound
The sound
The sound
The sound
The sound
The sound
The sound