| She knew it about Route Three
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| Oh, she blew it, you know she could’ve told me
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| He can’t say no, he can’t ask why
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| Go through it, highway bride
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| He delivers, he’s a roadsider
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| He gets no road from a back seat driver
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| Away we go, yes or no?
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| I love you honey, give me a beer
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| But just like Jerry Lee, she’s tuning in on me
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| And I’ve got no defense, but it makes no difference
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| Because just like Jerry Lee, she’s tuning in on me
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| She does it easy, like a CB
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| He’s hard to hold on the rolling road
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| He knows his rig’s hot, get through that roadblock
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| Ten miles to go, oh, radio
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| She knew it, now so does he
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| Ah, I love you honey, give me a beer
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| Ooh, go through it, come sit right here |