Put the car in park in the early morning dark
Walk across the empty lot alone
The air is cool and crisp, lights are blinking through the mist
In the distance you can hear the highway groan
Say morning to Marie as she's packing up to leave
Settle up the register and wait
Cozy in my post with my coffee and my toast
Now the first car pulls up slowly to the gate
It's work but it works for me
Here at exit 33
From minivans to motorbikes, semis to sedans
Chevy, Honda, BMW
I've just about seen it all through these sliding window walls
Every walk of life comes riding through
Mothers, husbands, children, gamblers, travelers, businessmen
A couple running late to catch a plane
Young and pretty girls on the run to see the world
Far beyond this town they know will never change
It's work but it works for me
Here at exit 33
That's not to say I never dreamed of breaking free
Just another passerby with somewhere to be
But honestly I like it here and it likes me
It's a cotton candy sky as I put the car in drive
Seven hours straight I've had to stand
Printing tickets, counting change, but you won't hear me complain
'Cause the devil used to love my idle hands
It's work but it works for me
Darryl Rahn - Exit 33 Lyrics
Darryl Rahn - Exit 33 Lyrics
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Put the car in park in the early morning dark
Walk across the empty lot alone
The air is cool and crisp, lights are blinking through the mist
In the distance you can hear the highway groan
Say morning to Marie as she's packing up to leave
Settle up the register and wait
Cozy in my post with my coffee and my toast
Now the first car pulls up slowly to the gate
It's work but it works for me
Here at exit 33
From minivans to motorbikes, semis to sedans
Chevy, Honda, BMW
I've just about seen it all through these sliding window walls
Every walk of life comes riding through
Mothers, husbands, children, gamblers, travelers, businessmen
A couple running late to catch a plane
Young and pretty girls on the run to see the world
Far beyond this town they know will never change
It's work but it works for me
Here at exit 33
That's not to say I never dreamed of breaking free
Just another passerby with somewhere to be
But honestly I like it here and it likes me
It's a cotton candy sky as I put the car in drive
Seven hours straight I've had to stand
Printing tickets, counting change, but you won't hear me complain
'Cause the devil used to love my idle hands
It's work but it works for me
Walk across the empty lot alone
The air is cool and crisp, lights are blinking through the mist
In the distance you can hear the highway groan
Say morning to Marie as she's packing up to leave
Settle up the register and wait
Cozy in my post with my coffee and my toast
Now the first car pulls up slowly to the gate
It's work but it works for me
Here at exit 33
From minivans to motorbikes, semis to sedans
Chevy, Honda, BMW
I've just about seen it all through these sliding window walls
Every walk of life comes riding through
Mothers, husbands, children, gamblers, travelers, businessmen
A couple running late to catch a plane
Young and pretty girls on the run to see the world
Far beyond this town they know will never change
It's work but it works for me
Here at exit 33
That's not to say I never dreamed of breaking free
Just another passerby with somewhere to be
But honestly I like it here and it likes me
It's a cotton candy sky as I put the car in drive
Seven hours straight I've had to stand
Printing tickets, counting change, but you won't hear me complain
'Cause the devil used to love my idle hands
It's work but it works for me
Writer: Darryl Rahn
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