Story Behind The Song

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Song Description

High speed game of chicken on route 295 in Portland, Maine, between two lovers that I witnessed once, there is a B and M baked bean factory just outside the city, so I imagined what it would be like to be a baked bean lady with a hairnet on, thinking all night during the graveyard shift about the love of her life twenty million years ago.

Lyrics

Driving Home late at night
I see so many things
you know i shouldn't see
I see lovers kissing like fools
you know they shouldn't be
I see your foggy face beneath the window glass
As I round the bend and clear the overpass

Driving home late at night
I feel so many things
you know I shouldn't feel
I feel fingers gripping just to hold
the stering wheel
I feel your foggy face beneath the window glass
As I round the bend and clear the overpass

Like rivers running to the sea
My tears fall away from me until they reach the foggy shore
Casco Bay is quiet and I cry no more

Look, Look up ahead
There's the B and M baked bean plant
There's a lady in there with a hairnet on
They say she once loved a miscreant
They say she had her hopes up high
I wonder why she let her passion die

Kiss your fingers one more time
Roll the window down and reach your hand across to mine
I'll cross the line

Driving home late at night
I got my radio on
I'm searching every station
For some indication
Of what planet I'm on
I see your foggy face beneath the window glass
As I round the bend and clear the overpass

Kiss your fingers one last time
Roll the window down and reach your hand across to mine
I'll cross the line