The Sunday Driver

Another accident Up on 95Motor oil bluesZero to sixty cruiseYou filthy loser, you Sunday driverWhy don't you buy me a golden sewer?And paint the walls a pretty colorAnd paint the walls a pretty colorYou just walk right inLike you still live hereTake your shit homeBecause I don't want it anymoreLaughin' at you like a sick joke You never amused me