Window open wide Blowing throught the north No radar gun in sight Moon shines on the asphalt Two eyes in the (X)dark Young doe in the high-beams She don't stand a chance If she ain't already got there by now By now . . . by now . . . by now Is that you MaryAnn I almost drove right by you Can I give you a hand Is there somewhere I can take you The road is dark and cold No place for a young girl Shouldn't you be at home Your Mama's probably missed you by now By now . . . by now . . . by now Put your bags in back Don't bother with the seatbelt Take a cigarette What station do you like How far do you go? What time are you expected Did you leave a note Telling where you might be by now By now . . . by now . . . by now Window open wide Blowing throught the north woods No radar gun in sight Moon shines on the asphalt Two eyes in the dark Young doe in the high-beams She don't stand a chance If she ain't already got there by now By now . . . by now . . . by now