drivin' down the back roads
itchy eyes, sleepy toes
from town, to town, to town i roam
half a nickel moon tonight
spillin' coffee, runnin' lights
gasoline machine gotta get me home
sometimes i tend to lose my way....
gotta say...
i will not try to escape
the plans that you've made for me
and if i'm losin' my way
please send up a flare for me....for me
cell phone on the dashboard
chicken filet bag in the floor
drinkin i cannot feel my backside
nsync on the radio...bye bye bye...hello
i cannot feel my inside...
oh no my map's not of this state
gotta stay awake
i will not try to escape
the plans that you've made for me
and if i'm losing my way
please send up a flare for me
i'm losin sleep
i'm losin time
gotta see a sign
i will not try to escape
the plans that you've made for me
and if i'm losin my way
please send up a flare for me
i will not try to escape
the plans that you've made for me
and if i'm losin my way
please send up a flare for me