Cassette sun, the tape is nearly over
Side A is running out of room
The road is doing all the talking
The wind has taken off my name
Cassette sun, you never would rewind
Cassette sun, you left the good part behind
Every chorus came a little late
And I still sang along
A gas station and a melting popsicle
The glove box full of nothing much
Cassette sun, you never would rewind
Cassette sun, you left the good part behind
Every chorus came a little late
And I still sang along
Cassette sun
Side A
Sang along