Middle of the Busiest Road

Dreamed a misfit came a calling
 Days at a time
 A malcontent from the look alike ball
 And she was mine
 She said, "take all preconceptions,
 Tie 'em if you have to with a bow
 Leave 'em proud and prominent
 In the middle of the busiest road"
 A stripper picked me up one night
 Down at the "hideaway jewel"
 She just wanted breakfast talk,
 She was working her way through school
 Talked about her boyfriend
 And her second full semester overload
 She said, "some days I feel like I've
 Been thrown in to the middle
 Of the busiest road"
 And I'm riding, only riding
 A wreck out on the interstate
 And I got out to look
 Flares, blood and cassette tapes,
 Broken glass by a trivia book
 Trooper said she never felt a thing
 As far as real trauma goes
 Two strangers hold a requiem in the middle
 Of the busiest road
 And I'm riding, only riding, yeah I'm riding
 I'm gonna start a talk show
 On a local am station
 One in danger of going dark
 And I'll pay 'em compensation
 Five thousand watts of power freeing
 Tales of happenstance untold
 Eventually I'll be toll free to
 The dwellers of the busiest road
 And I'm riding, only riding,
 Yeah I'm riding, only riding