I’m driving my car on the freeway.
I’m stuck in a traffic jam.
All of a sudden I’ve got to go,
And I don’t mean the Promised Land.
You don’t get a lot of pleasure
Knowing that you have the urge
To do what nature tells you
When you feel that sudden surge.
I’ve got those bathroom blues.
It makes me feel queasy.
I hope I can get off the highway soon,
But I know it won’t be easy.
Oh look, up ahead I can exit.
There’s a rest stop straight ahead.
If I can only get into the right lane,
I’ll be able to leave this highway bed.
Here I go, thank goodness.
I’m parking my car right now.
I’m rushing to the men’s room.
I made it and I don’t know how.
Relieve at last.
The pain is gone.
No more verses
For this song.