Lucero. Better Than This. Zeneszám

Met her out on the interstate
Asleep in my car, where I was to wait
She tapped on the glass, together at last
With the girl I missed
And it really get any better than this
No better than this

Sun was shining bright, shining coal
On the dirt and the snow, out in New Mexico
We were half way between, the south and the sea
At a motel 6
And it really don't get ant better than this

Just five nights and I had to go home
Well she cried big tears at the side of the road
We said our goodbyes, and I left her behind.
With one last kiss
And it really don't get ant better than this
No better than this
No it really get no better than this
No better than this