Ride Along

You get up in the morning You get on the bus You don't think about nothing You don't raise no fuss You come home in the evening Turn the TV on You ain't going nowhere You just ride along, ride along, ride along You get the Sunday paper On Saturday night You read the travel section Until you're all uptight 'Cause it's almost Monday Jack you know that song You ain't going nowhere You just ride along, ride along, ride along They talk about you in the press They got you figured out I guess Though you never heard of the guy they mention Sometimes that girl she'll slip you a kiss But she's just another somnambulist And you're tired of sleepwalking The cats out but he ain't talking