Passing the dairy on Mission,I watch my time.
Heading to Rancho Santa Fe road,I see a line.
For the Fourty-niner there is no time.
"I`m in San Marcos in my mind."

The traffic here is always slow.
The potholes shake me from below.
I`ll be turning left now anytime...
"I`m in San Marcos in my mind."

Onto Discovery,I`ll be there anytime.
Into the park,I look for #nine.
The invoice says come any time.
"I`m in San Marcos in my mind."

I`ll beep my meter,poke around,
Drop the chassis to the ground.
"To the shop" will be my line.
"I`m in San Marcos in my mind."

And call completed,now I`m free,
Until I get to G&C.
Is the stoplight broke or is it me?
"I`m in San Marcos,do you see?"