When she seduced me she was Savannah Jones
She looked right through me and I was turned to stone
Now it consumes me like I'm three sheets blown
So much for assuming she was someone else who's alone
She loved to drive around at night, not stopping for any red light
That's when she saw me, stumbling drunk, like any old miserable punk
Then she blew me a kiss from behind her shades
The gesture threw me and I looked the other way
She pulled up to me, said "Mister, I've gone astray"
Her speakers booming, and what looked like a full ashtray
I stepped into the red Corvette, for nothing I thought I'd regret
But when the morning's rooster croaked, she'd left me hungover and broke
When introduced to me she was Savannah Smith
That liquor that juiced me must have made her some kinda myth
Now it confuses me, like ancient hieroglyphs
Does it count as using me when she just shapeshifts?
I watched her drive away
Her blonde hair shining ablaze
I wonder what's behind those shades when
The road leads to a Savannah plain
I watched her drive away
Her blonde hair shining ablaze
I wonder what's behind those shades when
The road leads to a Savannah plain