I'm starting to hate all these cigarettes
|
And this lonely town
|
And I'm starting to fade like the lines on route 143
|
Sometimes I feel like I might wont get off this ride
|
As my bedroom rolls down this long highway at 75
|
|
And this highway ain't no place home for lovers and drifters like me
|
All the hotels and bars
|
Rides in stretch cars ain't for me
|
|
I'm tired of missing the moments I'll never get back
|
And I'm tired of missing the smiles on my little girl's face
|
Sometimes i feel like i might wont get off this ride
|
As my bedroom rolls down this long highway at 75
|
|
And this highway ain't no place home for lovers and drifters like me
|
All the hotels and bars
|
Rides in stretch cars ain't for me
|
|
Sometimes I feel like I might
|
Wont get off this ride
|
As my bedroom rolls down this long highway at 75
|
As my bedroom rolls down this long highway at 75
|
|
-----------------
|
75
|
Aaron Lewis |