Red Roof Inn (No Strain)

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[intro - tape crackle]

[verse]
You were sitting in the parking lot 
of the red roof inn
six hundred miles away while the air got thin
in my room, 
you tellin' me you'd move in 
'cause you got nowhere else to go (go)
no strain just a ticket to my home (go)
no strain

[pre-chorus]
No strain
no strain
no strain

[chorus]
you move through my life like a manta ray
first you surface than you're gone (go)
dipping through the rain like a spectral tracer
slipping away from
the parking lot of the red roof inn

[verse]
tomorrow I'll buy you a ticket out of there
you just have to stay put
(stay put) for a moment, for a day
let me buy your stay 
at the red roof inn
let me bring you home
let me bring you home.

[verse]
Kay you never struck me as a homebody
always flirting with the future like you were gonna be somebody (body)
voice like a myna always refining what you thought you
were supposed to say (stay put) 
eyes like fine china (china) put up in a case 
never thought you were gonna stay
in his cage
his cage

[pre-chorus]
No strain
no strain
no strain

No strain
no strain
no strain

you move through my life like a manta ray
first you surface than you're gone
dipping through the rain like a spectral tracer
slipping away from
the parking lot of the red roof inn

[feature]
Kay I'm not gonna lie it's been a long time since you were even on my mind
Long gone, 'bout a decade since we spoke but a story jogged it loose (loose) 
now it's rising up like smoke (smoke)
I called collected and you collect it like a token 
I told you - I'm not your knight in shining armor
I'm not the free ride that you wanted. I would have curled by your side
like a loyal dog (dog)
in the parking lot of the red roof inn

you were running from your abuser
told me you were gonna lose him 
just needed one more day
and I'd have got you on a greyhound out of state
the line went dead you never called back
went offline and went no contact
'til you found me three years later
with a ring on your finger

Daughter of a preacher
grown up in Appalachia 
the story might as well have 
written itself
you look like Dolly Parton settled down and 
gave up her wicked ways (ways)
what a way to go, Kay
go, Kay.

it's ok.

[refrain]
tomorrow I'll buy you a ticket out of there
you just have to stay put
(stay put) for a moment, for a day
let me buy your stay 
at the red roof inn
let me bring you home
let me bring you home.

[outro -ad lib]
No strain 
no strain 
no strain

go (go)

[spoken voicemail field recording female vocals]

"ok haha! I'll call you tomorrow!
Greyhound sounds ok, what do I need to bring?
I'll let you know when I call back!"
(when I call back)

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[intro - tape crackle] [verse] You were sitting in the parking lot of the red roof inn six hundred miles away while the air got thin in my room, you tellin' me you'd move in 'cause you got nowhere else to go (go) no strain just a ticket to my home (go) no strain [pre-chorus] No strain no strain no strain [chorus] you move through my life like a manta ray first you surface than you're gone (go) dipping through the rain like a spectral tracer slipping away from the parking lot of the red roof inn [verse] tomorrow I'll buy you a ticket out of there you just have to stay put (stay put) for a moment, for a day let me buy your stay at the red roof inn let me bring you home let me bring you home. [verse] Kay you never struck me as a homebody always flirting with the future like you were gonna be somebody (body) voice like a myna always refining what you thought you were supposed to say (stay put) eyes like fine china (china) put up in a case never thought you were gonna stay in his cage his cage [pre-chorus] No strain no strain no strain No strain no strain no strain you move through my life like a manta ray first you surface than you're gone dipping through the rain like a spectral tracer slipping away from the parking lot of the red roof inn [feature] Kay I'm not gonna lie it's been a long time since you were even on my mind Long gone, 'bout a decade since we spoke but a story jogged it loose (loose) now it's rising up like smoke (smoke) I called collected and you collect it like a token I told you - I'm not your knight in shining armor I'm not the free ride that you wanted. I would have curled by your side like a loyal dog (dog) in the parking lot of the red roof inn you were running from your abuser told me you were gonna lose him just needed one more day and I'd have got you on a greyhound out of state the line went dead you never called back went offline and went no contact 'til you found me three years later with a ring on your finger Daughter of a preacher grown up in Appalachia the story might as well have written itself you look like Dolly Parton settled down and gave up her wicked ways (ways) what a way to go, Kay go, Kay. it's ok. [refrain] tomorrow I'll buy you a ticket out of there you just have to stay put (stay put) for a moment, for a day let me buy your stay at the red roof inn let me bring you home let me bring you home. [outro -ad lib] No strain no strain no strain go (go) [spoken voicemail field recording female vocals] "ok haha! I'll call you tomorrow! Greyhound sounds ok, what do I need to bring? I'll let you know when I call back!" (when I call back)

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