Well it’s one a.m. and I’m out of gas   the last chance pump to home I already passed   but it’s one a.m. and I’m out of gas   mean miss curfew’s gonna have my ass   she’ll think I’m givin’ her a great big load   when I tell her my affair with the open road      she’s gonna hit me with her rolling pin   again and again and again and again and again   she’s gonna ask me where I’ve been   when she hits me in the head with her rolling pin      well it’s two a.m. and front tire’s flat   I haven’t got a notion where the hell I’m at   but it’s two a.m. and the front tires flat   mean miss curfew’s gonna have my ass   she’ll think I’m givin’ her a great big load   when I tell her my affair with the open road      she’s gonna hit me with her rolling pin   again and again and again and again and again   she’s got the strength of a hundred men   when she hits me in the head with her rolling pin      well it’s three a.m. and the engine dies   she’ll never put an ounce   of her faith in my alibies   but it’s three a.m. and the engine’s dead   mean miss curfew’s gonna tell the world   she’s been misled   she’ll think I’m givin’ her a great big load   when I tell her my affair with the open road      she’s gonna hit me with her rolling pin   again and again and again and again and again   she’ll keep swinging til she does me in   when she hits me in the head with her rolling pin      it’s the crack of dawn and I pull in   the door swings open and it’s her   she don’t have a rolling pin   but it’s the crack of dawn and I just pull in   she says she’s glad I’m alive   don’t care where I’ve been      she didn’t hit me with her rolling pin she didn’t   ask me where I’d been   she gives me love and takes me in   slaps my face and says with a grin,   "don’t do that again or I’ll hit you with my   rolling pin again and again!"