At a hundred and ten, Highway Fifty
Sign says, "Next sign thirty miles"
I work all week, each penny saved
Buys more escape from home
I'd rather cruise around all day
Plow through the rest area of San O Lets
Wanking in the men's room
Blue piss clinging to my windshield
Faster faster in my car oh
Buzzbomb is my pride and joy
King of the trailer court
Waiting for the perfect chick
Who'll love me for my car
I tell her, Why I'm cool?
She coos back just what I like
When I pretend she's near
The cops 'round here sure looking bored
Flashing sirens State Patrol
They're scratching up my gorgeous paint job
Ain't no way to go to heaven
Buzzbomb cornered at the Seven Eleven