My friends from high school,
Married their high school boyfriends.
Moved into houses
In the same ZIP codes
Where their parents live.

But I... I could never follow.
No I... I could never follow.

I hit the highway
In a pink RV, with stars on the ceiling.
Lived like a gypsy.
Six strong hands on the steering wheel.

I've been a long time gone now.
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down.
But I've always found my way somehow.

By taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around

I met the queen of whatever
Drank with the Irish a
And smoked with the hippies
Moved with the shakers
Wouldn't kiss all the asses that they told me to

No I... I could never follow
No I... I could never follow

It's been two long years now
Since the top of the world
Came crashing down.
And I'm getting it back on the road now.

But I'm taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
I'm taking the long way around

Oh, I'll just take my time.
I won't lay down.
And take the long way around.

Well, I fought with a stranger and I met myself
I opened my mouth and I heard myself
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
Guess I could have made it easier on myself

But I... I could never follow.
No I... I could never follow.

Well, I never seem to do it like anybody else.
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down.
If you ever want to find me, I can still be found.

Taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around

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