Driving out of Vegas in their automobile   She was in the backseat while he was at the wheel    With the windows wide open   All the money from the store they'd gambled away   He said, "...the best laid plans... often... go astray."   She took the page of her book and turned it down   She lit a cigarette... she didn't make a sound   "And I know if we'd had just one more chance," he said   "I know -- we'd finally hit the big one at last," she said      Instead of another lost weekend    Lost weekend   Another lost weekend   Lost weekend      "Pull over soon," she said, "it's no big deal,   You can take any exit that you happen to feel is    The right one."   The right one      As she slowly blew her smoke out of the rear wind vent   She thought back on all the letters she'd sent   For a contest to be on a quiz game show   "Maybe I shoulda stayed in school," he said   "Yeah, I know -- start your own business    Cleaning swimming pools," she said      Instead of another lost weekend    Lost weekend   Another lost weekend   Lost weekend   Another lost weekend   Lost weekend   Another lost weekend   Lost weekend      She leaned forward over the front seat and    Twiddled with the radio dial   She looked out the window, saw a sign    And both of them began to smile   "There's a place we could stay at...   It's up another mile."