Richard Shindell By Now
Window open wide
Blowing throught the north
No radar gun in sight
Moon shines on the asphalt
Two eyes in the dark
Young doe in the high-beams
She don't stand a chance
If she ain't already got there by now
By now . . . by now . . . by now
Is that you MaryAnn
I almost drove right by you
Can I give you a hand
Is there somewhere I can take you
The road is dark and cold
No place for a young girl
Shouldn't you be at home
Your Mama's probably missed you by now
By now . . . by now . . . by now
Put your bags in back
Don't bother with the seatbelt
Take a cigarette
What station do you like
How far do you go?
What time are you expected
Did you leave a note
Telling where you might be by now
By now . . . by now . . . by now
Window open wide
Blowing throught the north woods
No radar gun in sight
Moon shines on the asphalt
Two eyes in the dark
Young doe in the high-beams
She don't stand a chance
If she ain't already got there by now
By now . . . by now . . . by now
