At the Conway Motor Inn It was a Friday night, late fall After a high school football game Yeah they made love for the first time, I've been here forever, 1959 My name is on the front door, they call me 205 They snuck away, in a beat up Chevrolet Till

When these open doors were open-ended Two more weeks And I read about the afterlife I'm good to go My foot is in the door, yeah I can't sleep In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)