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Road Trip
02:26
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I’m buckled in my car seat, Dad is at the wheel
Mom is riding shotgun and happy’s how I feel
We’ve got a thousand miles of highway and a million things to see
Going on a road trip with my family
Going on an R-O-A-D T-R-I-P
Going on a road trip with my family
I got my pillow and my suitcase, I’ve got a big ol’ box of crayons
I’ve got an ipod full of music to rock this mini van
I’ve got toys, I’ve got snacks, I’ve got everything I need
I’m going on a road trip with my family
We’ll get a bumper sticker at the Mystery Spot, we’ll see the thing they call “The Thing”
Climb a concrete brontosaurus and see the biggest ball of string
At the UFO museum, we’ll take pictures with ET
I’m going on a road trip with my family
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Flying By
02:10
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The DVD player broke right after we left home
Been driving for an hour and we’ve got three more to go
So I’m looking out the window just to pass the time
I’m watching out my window as the world goes flying by
Flying by, flying by
I’m watching out my window as the world goes flying by
Look just up ahead on the right I see a farm
There’s farmer on a tractor, there are horses in the barn
Someone’s picking apples to bake into a pie
I’m watching out my window as the world goes flying by
I see a cactus, I see someone’s shoe
I see an old coyote and a brown jackrabbit too
I see a little field mouse and a hawk up in the sky
I’m watching out my window as the world goes flying by
The DVD player broke right after we left home
We’ve been driving for three hours and we’ve got one more to go
It doesn’t bother me a bit, no I don’t even mind
I’m watching out my window as the world goes flying by
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10-4 Good Buddy
02:39
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Hey Mr. Grocery Truck, I really dig your ride
Say, Mr. Grocery Truck what you got inside?
I’ve got apples, oranges, mangos and more
I’ve got to get on down this road and get them to the grocery store
Hey good buddy, keep on truckin’
While the sun is shining bright
May that big ol’ diesel engine
Get you back home safe tonight
Hey Mr. Moving Truck I really dig your ride
Say, Mr. Moving Truck what you got inside
I’ve got tables, chairs and dressers, I got a goofy garden gnome
I’ve got to get on down this road and get them all to their new home
Hey Mr. Hay Truck, I really dig your ride
Say, Mr. Hay Truck, what you got inside
I’ve got hay, hay, hay, hay, hay for the farm
I’ve got to get on down this road and get the hay into the barn
Hey Mr. Wallmart Truck, I really dig your ride
Say, Mr. Wallmart truck what you got inside,
I’ve got car tires, gospel choirs, hair dryers, pairs of pliers
Magnifiers, pacifiers, copper wires and emulsifiers
I’ve got amplifiers, deep fat fryers, air purifiers, humidifiers,
I’ve got senior citizens that can’t retire,
I’ve got all this stuff and more, more, more
I’ve got to get on down the road and get them to the super store
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Car Seat Dance
02:18
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I can’t jump up and down, I wiggle all around
I can’t dance to the sound the beat
We’re driving in the car, that’s what the rules are
I’ve got to stay buckled into my seat
But I can wave my hands in the air, in the air
But I can touch my shoulders to my ears
But I can move my eyebrows up and down
I can the words to this song
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Flying Towards the Light
02:25
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Some cheerios, a juice box, a tank of gasoline
We said goodbye to Tucson set out for Abilene
You and your bug buddies came flying out of left field
And ended up splattered all over our windshield
I lift my glass to you my friend
When we crossed paths, you met your sad end
I’m safe and warm in this motel tonight
You’re up in bug heaven, flying towards the light
There were orange ones, there were green ones, there were red ones with big wings
Fuzzy black and yellow ones with parts that used to sting
Now you’re all mixed together, one for all and all for one
Like one big buggy Pollack painting drying in the sun
Another empty juice box, another tank of gasoline
We bow our heads in silence then we wash our windshield clean
But I always will remember the way it was bestowed
With a thousand guardian angels flying too close to the road
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Traffic Jam
02:42
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We’re sitting on the freeway, hardly moving at all
Somewhere up the road a ways someone’s engine stalled
They’re safely on the roadside and help is on the way
But everybody stops to look so it might just take all day
Why is everybody going so slow
Why doesn’t everybody just go, go, go
Let’s get the show on the road, I’ve got places to be
Put the pedal to the metal, man, and set me free
Dad says there’s just too many, cars on the road
When everybody drives at once the system overloads
He calls it rush hour traffic, but I have to disagree
It doesn’t seem like anybody’s rushing to me
This is Ron Handsome with your eye in the sky
It seems we have a sig alert on the 805
So don’t count on getting home before the morning comes
This traffic report is brought to you by Tums
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I'm Hungry
01:58
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I’m hungry, I’m hungry, I want something to eat,
Wait, never mind, I found a french fry in my seat
I found a French fry in my seat
I found a French fry in my seat
Wait, never mind I found a French fry in my seat
Goldfish, Raisin, Popcorn, Ice Cream, French Fry
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Siren Song
02:28
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I’m a fire truck, I’m a fire truck
Speeding through this town
Got to go, save somebody’s
House from burning down
Help is on the way, friend
I’ll fix whatever’s wrong
My red lights are flashing
And I’m singing my siren song
I’m a police car, I’m a police car,
Come to save the day
Got to go and catch those crooks
Before they get away
I’m an ambulance, I’m an ambulance
I’ve got to get there quick
Got to help somebody out
That’s feeling sick
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9. |
Makes Me Sleepy
01:27
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Riding in the car always makes me sleepy,
Makes me sleepy, makes me sleepy
Riding in the car always makes me sleepy,
I fall asleep every trip we take
Riding in the car always makes me sleepy,
Makes me sleepy, makes me sleepy
Riding in the car always makes me sleepy,
This time I’m going to stay awake
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