(Chorus:)I'm on the freeway headin' downTraffic's so fucked it really
I'd love to be, be like one of themInstead they
My vagabond girlShe likes to dig through trashShe reminds me
(Chorus:)When I'm drivin' my speed demon machineFlyin', three digits, manNothin'
Living with Grandma man it's such a sceneHer food's so
(Chorus:)Living with Grandma man it's such a sceneHer food's so
She's my Lassie, spicy babyJalopeno eyes that undress me maybeBorn
(Chorus:)Gotta get loaded tonightDon't got a drinkin' problemShe don't drink
Mesa, mesaWe're comin' back homeMesa, mesaWe're comin' back homeYeah, yeah,
Woo momma, right on, right onYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm so fuckin' romanticI charm myself to death, deathI'm gonna
It's rainin' again and I'm stuck in my houseGuess I'll
(Chorus:)How many times did you see love happenHow many times
Listen to him screamShow's he has good lungsThrow him under
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