Another cold winter night in Blackwater Blue box on wheels, I’m nursing it home No heat in the dash Just duct tape and prayer She sits there like the car’s on its last leg She says, “Bald freak is talking” I squint at the glass Window stuck shut again My hand’s gone numb on the wheel And I’m already mad I gotta get my girl home I gotta get my girl home No coffee, no wait Just let me get her home My girl, close the door, idiot My girl, close the door, idiot I gotta get my girl home I gotta get my girl home I’m driving and the window won’t go down Feeling like a bald eagle Is staring at my head I take my frozen hand off the wheel Open the door and I shout What do you want? He starts laughing Till his head went red Laughs out coffee, nope Not gonna happen Open my door at seventy Like that was a plan It’s cold My hand is frozen Need to get my girl home And didn’t we just see you At the family torture get together? I gotta get my girl home I gotta get my girl home No coffee, no wait Just let me get her home My girl, close the door, idiot My girl, close the door, idiot I gotta get my girl home I gotta get my girl home Why would I want coffee at dusk? That’s just stupid I can’t find pipe world With coffee on my mind Gonna need some lettuce Not coffee My girl, close the door, idiot I gotta get my girl home I gotta get my girl home No coffee, no wait Just let me get her home My girl, close the door, idiot My girl, close the door, idiot I gotta get my girl home I gotta get my girl home I’ll call the bald idiot Hey, found the lettuce Bowl loaded Lighter flicks Pipe world comes alive
