# Across the Lot

Track 12 of 17 on *All of It Was Ours* by Boots & Bassline, released 2026-09-18. 3:01.

At a midnight gas station, a stranger briefly belongs through a song they cannot translate.

For the stranger who made a long night feel like home.

A song for: a long drive ahead; somewhere new.

- Page: https://bootsandbassline.com/songs/across-the-lot
- Preview (28 s, MP3): https://bootsandbassline.com/audio/previews/all-of-it-was-ours/12-across-the-lot.mp3
- Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/1Ek5cA9WdNJEfUZDKxWoz3
- Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/across-the-lot/6813657122?i=6813657134
- Artwork: https://bootsandbassline.com/assets/artist/all-of-it-was-ours/tracks/across-the-lot.png (An older couple dancing beside an Abarrotes store at night, with three work trucks parked nearby.)
- Listening Room: https://bootsandbassline.com/listen?song=across-the-lot

## Lyrics

Gas station humming, midnight, alone
Accordion crying from somebody's phone
Three trucks idling, a slow Spanish song
Don't know the words but I'm singing along

Ay, no te vayas
I don't know what it means

Across the lot across the lot
It found me, far from where I'm from
Across the lot across the lot
Don't need the words to feel it come

String of bulbs and two in the dust
Dancing slow the way the old folks must
He knows the words, she knows them best
Me on the kerb, a step behind the rest

Quédate, no te vayas, mi amor
Baila conmigo hasta que salga el sol
La noche es nuestra, deja el mundo girar
Cierra los ojos, déjate llevar

Across the lot across the lot
It found me, far from where I'm from
Across the lot across the lot
Don't need the words to feel it come

Never looked it up, never asked a soul
Some things you don't translate, you just hold
I'm the stranger here and I always will be
But for three minutes the song belongs to me

Quédate, no te vayas, mi amor
Baila conmigo hasta que salga el sol

Across the lot across the lot
Ay, no te vayas
Across the lot across the lot
Far from where I'm from