Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
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Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Swearing at Motorists
Christmas Eve in Birmingham
Dayton on the phone
If we make it to Louisville
I'll be coming home, I’ll be coming home
Let that Econoline roll
Seventy-five miles an hour up that interstate
Lord I can't quench my thirst, 'cause I’m still two states from home
There's forty-six miles to go
And it's 1:17 and what I've got to know is
If I drive straight to your house, will you be at home?
We'll go out for a drink at one of the two bars we know
The two bars we know