I'm at a truck stop in New Mexico just before dawn
Somebody's grandma behind the wheel of a big rig
Pulling in with her headlights on
We smoke a cigarette as the sunrise runs riot
Someone's got to break the quiet
And she says, "what are you doing here anyway?
And I smile and say, "you'd never guess"
She holds it up for me by its skinny white shoulder straps
While I, I take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress
I'm in the bathroom of a Dallas Texas Burger King
Steven Tyler is on the overhead speakers
He doesn't want to miss a thing
Out there at the counter
I blend in with the lunchtime crowd
Try not to laugh out loud
I eat half my crispy chicken club
I get extra mayonnaise, it's a mess
I take the other half out to the parking lot with me
Pop the trunk and take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress
It still looks good, I only wore it once
Four years ago, four years and seven months
It may be a long time before the highway
Decides to finally set me free
I'm going to have to chase down the remnants
Of something special that you stole from me
It may be hiding in the sunset, or in distant corners of the dawn
Or maybe it's gone
But I say some prayers above the engine
I bless everything there is to bless
Run out of gas in the middle of nowhere anyway
Stand by the roadside smiling
And take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress
I take a picture of my dress
