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Tucson, ArizonaRising in the heat Like a mirageTony keeps his ChevyLike a virginLocked in his garageHe brings it out at midnightAnd cruises down The empty boulevardsAnd he prowlsThe darkened alleysThat snake between The city's thirsty yardsThe lonely desert skies Reflect the anger in his eyesAnd it is dawnHis father died of drinkingAnd left five children sinkingWith his momHis older brother BobbyNever made it backFrom VietnamWith high school well behind himHe lives at home and Works this shitty jobAnd he thinks his '60 ChevyIs the only true amigoThat he's gotHis heart is filled with sadnessAnd his soul is like Some ugly vacant lotMary Estelle HannaCome out from LouisianaFor the sunA deal gone bad in DallasLeft her burned and brokeAnd on the runTo make the rent and groceriesShe takes this job at$3.15 an hourServing shots of whiskeyand tequilaIn some smoky red-neck barAnd she dreams some dayShe'll make her way to L.A.And become a movie starTony saw her workingHe swallowed hard and Asked her for a dateMary laughed and answered'I would but every nightI'm working late'He said he had some cocaineThat she could have If she'd just ride alongShe said, 'What the hellI may as wellI haven't had no fun In so damn long'He picked her up at closing timeThey pulled out on the roadAnd they were goneTony's mom got franticWhen she found her son Had not come homeMary's roommate panickedAnd called the sheriff From a public phoneThey asked her lots of questionsShe tried her best to tellThem what she sawAnd late that nightThey found poor MaryLying in some narrow, dusty drawAnd the coroner reportedThat she hadn't beenDeceased for very longTwo weeks on they found itBuried to the windshieldIn the sandThere inside lay TonyWith a small revolverIn his handThe papers simply statedIt must have been theDrugs that drove him madThe neighbors speculatedWhat could make a good boyGo so bad?Well, it might have beenThe desert heatIt might have been theHome he never had