Big dream girl in a party town
In the quarter where the Mardi Gras mask
Don’t let down
Living in a one room dump with an alcoholic mother
Over the souvenir shop
That she ran for her brother
And when the stench of bourbon street
Took her breath away
And her hopes lay uninspired
She would close up shop and take the rest of the day
Riding a bus named desire

To the end of the line and back again
Dreaming away the rut she was in
Ready to risk, ready to give
Ready to love, ready to live
She said “From the back side of the big easy
Looking ahead only makes you feel tired
But i can dream of an undiluted destiny
Riding a bus named desire”
And off she goes

Bridge:
She said “I may not have the talent
That the life I want to lead requires
But I have a will & I’ll learn a skill
I can go a long way on desire
I can go a long way”

One day here, the next day gone
Taking the leave she’d been planning on
Maybe New York, maybe L.A., maybe Montana
She never did say
She kept her vision to herself
And took off on an American Flyer
And she ain’t been back but some folks say
She’s been riding a bus named desire
Riding a bus named desire

© 1993 Warner Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI)