75

i'm startin to hate all these cigarettes
 and this loneliness
 and i'm startin to fade like the lines on rt 143
 sometimes i feel like i might
 wanna get off this ride
 as my bedroom rolls down this long highway
 at 75
 and this highway ain't no place
 for home lovin' drifters like me
 all these hotels and bars
 and rides in stretched cars
 ain't for me
 i'm tired of missing the moments
 i'll never get back
 and i'm tired of missin' the smiles
 on my little girls' face
 so sometimes i feel like i might
 wanna get off this ride
 as my bedroom rolls down this long highway
 at 75
 and this highway ain't no place
 for home lovin' drifters like me
 all these hotels and bars
 and rides in stretched cars
 ain't for me
 and this highway ain't no place
 for home lovin' drifters like me
 all these hotels and bars
 and rides in stretched cars
 ain't for me
 so sometimes i feel like i might
 wanna get off this ride
 as my bedroom rolls down this long highway
 at 75
 as my bedroom rolls down this long highway
 at 75