Toll Girl Lyrics & Chords By Mary Mcbride

toll girl sneaks a smoke
orange ski cap on her head
delbert's on the radio
ice hangs off the ledge
ponytail down her back
streaks of red and white
candy ring she won once
is fading from the light
her skinny fingers poke
through holes of woolen gloves
toe haired boy skids to a stop
eyes are filled with blood
says you gotta help me,
I'm out here on the run
I'm all run outta money
but in my pocket there's a gun
Some days are skidding fast, Some nights are pulling slow
Some strangers stop and visit, Some lovers have to go
And how can you be wide-eyed when your heart is turning cold?
a man spots the toll girl
each time he comes this way
wonders why every last soul
isn't lined up in this lane
flashes her a Cheshire grin
stares at her too long
she can't help but think
feels good, it must be wrong
cross-eyed boxer way home from a fight
blue black trucker drives a straight line
white girl with blue glitter rides shotgun again
all the pretty boys in nice cars for a spin
over the tappanzee bridge
east bound on the tappanzee bridge
Saturday night on the tappanzee bridge