I study up my hollow Piece of wood to follow
A day that doesn't come the lucky
and I realize there's tomorrow
but i would rather wallow in the rain
that moods that seem so pot-lucky

but I'm crusin' El Paseo
in my off white coupe back '65
oh, I'm crusin' down my own street
and my hooptie say to me
"you better hang on to your benchseat
I'm gonna take you for a while"

and I'll let you know
when it comes, when it comes
I'll let you know
but don't stay up for me, don't wait up for me
if I'm not home yeah

so I wait for fate to find me
A ball of string unwind me
uncomfotable as a centerfold
and I realize you behind me
to help and humankind me
to see my songs can be retold

but I'll be gone tomorrow yes
I'm on the road tomorrow
so next time that I see you in school
It won't be for too long

and I'll let you know
when it comes, when it comes
I'll let you know
but don't stay up for me don't wait up for me
if I'm not home

and I want a lether jacket
but only if I have the time
but I'll comb my hair like Elvis
and grab an old Gretch '59
and you'd hardly recognize me
If you saw me from behind

and I'll let you know
when it comes, when it comes
I'll let you know  (I'll let you know)
and I'll let you know  yeah

when it comes, just when it comes
I'll let you know (I'll let you know)
but don't stay up for me, don't wait up for me
If I'm not home yeah
and I'll let you know

yeah I'll let you know
yeah I'll let you know