Out on the desert highway, where the sun blazes bright, stands a yellow motel, a beacon in the night. Roadrunner Lodge, where weary travelers find their rest, underneath the desert sky, it was once truly the best.
Roadrunner Lodge, oh how it did gleam, like a golden nugget in a miner's dreams. With its neon light, once a sight to behold, on the side of the highway, shining bright and bold.
So if you're ever on the desert highway, weary and alone, just look for the yellow motel, it'll feel like home. Roadrunner Lodge, where the desert winds blow free; a sanctuary for all, sitting atop the desert's sandy sea.
