Houses on the avenue Where the eucalpyts grow tall and strong No one ever makes mistakes And diaries are never wrong Every brick and stone was paid for To snare the killer ocean view It doesn't get much better than this It's time to join the chosen few But sylvia was over it She said, "it gets me where i live. There's nothing here worth fighting for And no one to forgive." Better ride on with no explanation Ride on with no destination She won't be back Sylvia's in black Seven margaritas Enough to make a girl confess Her life flashed by before her eyes Frozen hours in that little black dress Was on a cloudless night In a white suzuki with its soft top down Someone said she was driving too fast Burning rubber west of town Better ride on with no explanation Ride on with no destination She won't be back Sylvia's in black Ride on Ride on Better ride on with no expectation Ride on with no destination She won't be back Sylvia's in black Better ride on with no explanations Ride on with no destination She won't be back Sylvia's in black She won't be back Sylvia's in black Ride on Ride on