Tangled in the sheets of a motel bed   Samantha paints her toenails cherry red   And she asks me if she can paint mine too, and I say   "Samantha, anything for you"      And through the tinny speakers of an ancient radio   The all night love line begins another show   And the callers call in but the thing that's so strange   It's all the same story just the voices that change on      Beau's all night radio love line   The show for hearts in despair   If you got somethin' to say to a love that got away   Beau wants to put you on the air      The shadows from the headlights of a passing car   Turn Samantha's smile into film noir   And she says, "Don't get me wrong about you and me   I just can't figure out what we're supposed to be      Maybe I love you, I don't know   Maybe I'm afraid of where you want to go   Maybe I'm scared I'll lose my power to amuse   And I'll wake up alone in a bed full of blues", just listening to      Beau's all night radio love line   The show for hearts in despair   If you got somethin' to say to a love that got away   Beau wants to put you on the air      And Beau's really thinkin', this job hardly pays   But he can't figure out how to ask for a raise   Meanwhile back on the love line, he says   "You're on the air, caller number nine"      Samantha laughs at the two of us here   And says, "I got some miles on me, and you're such a kid, dear   To you I'm just a ride in an old Cadillac   But I keep on prayin' that you'll keep coming back"   Is that Samantha cryin' or just somebody on?      Beau's all night radio love line   The show for hearts in despair   If you got somethin' to say to a love that got away   Beau wants to put you on the air      If you got somethin' to say to a love that got away   Beau wants to put you on the air