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I'm going to to unload my head
I'm going to New City and that's in New York, friends
I'm going to
Sex on the rocks all and red
And we

And the in the stall said
We write our maps in the
I'm going up to
I'm to get off Scot-fucking-free
And we all did

This truckers roads the ways
The freeways and highways don't
The from the bird on my dash
locomotive phone

This truckers roads the ways
The freeways and don't know
The buzz from the on my dash
Road locomotive

I don't and I feel great
I my atlas by the freight stairs
I do lines and I roads
I crossed the lines of all the great roads

I'm going up, over to Montana
You got yourself a atlas
You knew you all hot
Maybe go and blow a gasket

You at the northwest corner
Go down through
Beeline you might drive days
Three nights to the tip of

Do you the lingo?
Oh oh no
Do you the lingo?
No no
How far does your go?
Oh no, you know

I'm going to Colorado to unload my
I'm going to New York City and that's in New York,
I'm going up to
I'm to get off Scot-fucking-free
And we all did

And the writing in the says
We ride out to the
I'm to Arizona
Sex on the rocks all and red
And we all did

truckers atlas roads the ways
The freeways and highways don't
The buzz the bird on my dash
Road locomotive

This atlas roads the ways
The and highways don't know
The from the bird on my dash
locomotive phone

I don't and I feel great
I sold my atlas by the freight
I do lines and I roads
I crossed the lines of all the great roads

I'm going up, going to Montana
You got yourself a trucker's
You you were all hot
Maybe you'll go and blow a

You at the northwest corner
Go through California
Beeline you drive three days
Three to the tip of Florida