All he asks, I said hurry inside Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines First on the bad list, and you're last on mine Lookin' for a scapegoat, long past due Walking down the aisle, still straining you Where do I hide? All he asks, I say hurry

My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a

I wouldn't have it any other way Here I go, down this road Another town, another state All I want, is to sing my songs Hearing that crowd, keeps me going Guitars rocking, wheels rolling Counting the lines on a highway road Mile one by one Flying through

I find the map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from me to where you'd be It's only finger-lengths that I see I touch the place where I'd find your face My fingers in creases of distant dark places I hang my coat

You must be The Houdini in my life But you can’t see I could never be your wife ‘Cause I’m still a lady No, I’m not some witch That postponed your lines I’m not on the best You’re Houdini in the state and boy

If it wasn't for these state lines You know I'll be there, right by your side Pulling you in, your body on mine Ain't no way I'd ever take my hands off of you Dancin', burning up the room You know that I'll keep on lovin' you I'll be lovin' you all night