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Eisenhower is the father of the interstate highway system |
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And my song is just a way to pay a little tribute to him |
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'cause on that road my true love and I rode from Ohio to Pittsburgh |
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and our separate cars gave me the time to think of ways to try to kiss him |
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Our separate hearts beat out of time without someone to find the rhythm |
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When we hugged goodbye, I thought I felt them simultaneously quicken |
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I've got a thought in my head |
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Would it really be so bad |
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if the tire exploded |
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or if the car ran out of gas? |
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Would if be so so horrible |
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if we had to miss a few shows |
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Because the car broke down in the countryside |
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and we had to spend the night there? |
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And would it be oh unbearable |
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if we misplaced all our clothes |
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when we swam in the river |
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and we had to hang out in nothing but our underwear? |
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And would it be totally terrible |
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if we got a few hours off track |
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when we fell asleep in the grass |
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at the rest stop where I once read that |
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Eisenhower is the father of our interstate highway system |
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and so this song is just a way to say "Thank you" to him |
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'cause on that road my true love and I rode from New York to Toronto |
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and our separate cars gave me the time to think of ways I could enthrall him |
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Our separate hearts beat out of time without someone to play the bongos |
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On our last night, I said "You know exactly how my song goes." |
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Would you think it was stupid of me |
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to suggest we don't get any sleep |
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even though we're getting up at 6am |
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to drive all the way to Michigan? |
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I've got a song in my head |
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It says it better than I ever could have |
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I'd love just once to see you |
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I'd love just once to see you |
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I'd love just once to see you in the nude. |
