Steve Wariner Road Trippin’

Feed the cat, grab the road map

Put the house key under the mat

Don’t forget to leave the kitchen light on

Pack your bags, hit the trail

Tell the neighbors to pick up the mail

The nice couple down at the end of the street

With the pink flamigo ‘neath the willow tree


Put your silver key into my cold ignition

Burn a little rubber with me

Road trippin’

Head for the nearest beach

Do a little skinny dippin’

Gonna get wild and free

Road trippin’, Road trippin’, Road trippin’ with me

We’re headin’ south swerving about

Cause I’m tastin’ that crawdad in my mouth

Cakey cornbread and sippin’ on sweet tea

We got the fuzzy dice, the bobbin’ dog

The little pine tree freshener and the radio on

It doesn’t get any better than this

Pretty baby, how’s about a kiss?

Pretty baby, how’s about a kiss?

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