In the land of muscle cars, on the street of topless bars
Came an angel one day, said she must have lost her way
But really whoâs to say, what gets a girl that way
Dancing under lights bright glare, to a thousand yearning stares
Men would come and men would go, but what did they really know
about her secret, secret soul, as she danced around that pole
She thought
Itâs not where you come fromâ¦itâs where youâre going to
Itâs not where you come fromâ¦itâs where youâre going to
itâs where youâre going to â¦itâs where youâre going to
Then one night she met a guy, something special in his eyes
And she knew he was the one, so they made her little one
But he was gone before the son ever came into this world
and mama said
Itâs not where you come fromâ¦itâs where youâre going to
Itâs not where you come fromâ¦itâs where youâre going to
itâs where youâre going to⦠itâs where youâre going to
We took life the best we could, the world our neighborhood
Sailed currents maritime, danced down the Argentine
And in her houseboat on the Seine, I was with her at the end.
mama sighed
Itâs not where you come fromâ¦.itâs where youâre going to
Itâs not where you come fromâ¦..itâs where youâre going to
itâs where youâre going to
In the land of muscle cars
On the street of topless bars
Came an angel one day
Said she must have lost her way
But really whoâs to say
What gets a girl that way