seems like it was years ago,
we got out on the road
ac's on cause it's a scorcher
is this guy drunk or is he old?
things got bad, then went to worse
I guess I'll just hum a tune,
oh christ, behind a slow guy again

shoulda took the greyhound,
they make this seem slow
drivin here makes me blue,
I aughta rip him through the door
send him a cab, here's money
his trips must never end..
oh christ, behind a slow guy again

might read a magazine,
might still get there today
traffic and those constructions
losing my mind today
again, slowing down, oh aint this grand?
move it you old foge you
oh christ behind a slow guy again

if I only had a collar,
this guy would be well hung
and I'd hang one up every day
till roadways were good to run
maybe I'll catch the next train
back to where I live
oh christ behind a slow guy again
oh christ behind a slow guy again