The Coffee And Ten Wrecks

The road, baby is tight, And we roll, baby, you know tonight. There's a full pie in the sky And it pulls, baby, you know to ride. It's fair because I get higher then I think I was We pull over when we're tired We get wired. So witty and white And we roll all of your gold tonight. You so out of sight But your girlfriend hippie trans loves to fly. It's fair because I get higher then I think I was We pull over when we're tired We get wired. It's fair because I get higher then I think I was We pull over when we're tired We get wired.