The corner cafe
She scrapes some quarters off the table
Says thanks, yeah, now maybe I'll be able
To get that black Mercedes
I've been saving for

The other girls say
You outta undue a couple buttons
Start showing off a little something
She says naw you go ahead
Think I'd rather stay poor
See I'm just making rent
She said this ain't where my road ends

This may not be my town
It'll do for now
'Til I can figure out who I am, where I'm going
She's slinging eggs and bacon
With a college education
Just hanging out and waiting for a better plan
She's ok, not knowing, she's young
And the worlds wide open

There's a rusty old ford
Lives out back behind the diner
Sitting there waiting on her to make her mind up
It tends to sling a little gravel
And take her who knows where
Maybe head out west
It's in Gods hands, I guess

This may not be my town
It'll do for now
'Til I can figure out who I am, where I'm going
She's slinging eggs and bacon
With a college education
Just hanging out and waiting for a better plan
She's ok, not knowing, she's young
And the worlds wide open

She throws down that apron
Takes the money she's been making
Her life's out there waiting
Got a better plan
That's where she's going
She's young
And the worlds wide open