Road Rage

It's a terrible drive when the clock strikes five
 And I'm a comin' to a traffic jam ahead
 Gettin' madder by the minute while I'm sittin' right in it
 At a traffic light that's always turnin' red
 Well, I'm a' honkin' my horn, cussin' up a storm
 'Cause you cut me off and passed me on the right
 You better not linger when you're givin' me the finger
 So when we stop there'll be a fight
 I'm in a road rage, on a rampage
 My neck's turnin' red and my foot's gettin heavy on the gas
 It's the last stage, of an outrage
 I'm a half a foot behind you so you
 Better turn your wheel and let me pass
 I'm startin' to worry goin' nowhere in a hurry
 And now my exit's comin' up ahead
 Better move over rover, my temper's takin' over
 'Cause you havent heard a single thing I said
 But if you wanna spar, step on out of that car
 And we'll have a nice friendly little chat
 I'll hit your wheel hub with my golf club
 And you'll reply with a baseball bat
 I'm in a road rage, on a rampage
 My neck's turnin' red and my foot's gettin heavy on the gas
 It's the last stage, of an outrage
 I'm a half a foot behind you so you
 Better turn your wheel and let me pass