riding around in my summer car

i'm holding my guitar
riding around in my summer car
wondering once in awhile
where in hell you are
and the stop signs don't mean a thing
i'll be passing go when i sing
wiping dust and road dirt
off my suit and pretty shirt
shifting gears up the hill
stepping on the gas for another cheap thrill
wondering once in a while
where's my happy pill
and the stop signs don't mean a thing
i'll be passing go when i sing
wiping dust and road dirt
off my suit and pretty shirt
i'm walking into town
turning my smile into a frown
wondering once in awhile
where's the underground?
i'm belly to the bar
riding around in my summer car
wondering once in awhile
where in hell you are
and the stop signs don't mean a thing
i'll be passing go when i sing
wiping dust and road dirt
off my suit and pretty shirt
i'm crazy for a bed
looking for a place where i'll get fed
wondering once in awhile
what more can be said
i'm holding my guitar
riding around in my summer car
wondering once in awhile
where in hell you are
and the stop signs don't mean a thing
i'll be passing go when i sing
wiping dust and road dirt
off my suit and pretty shirt.