Making Up For Lost Time

There's this strangest feeling and I cannot seem to put my finger on it Hey Jokeman, roll me a cigarette just like your life depended on it Theres a world outside this truck stop, boys, and thats where Im headed to Now making up for lost time, well, its the only thing I really want to do Oo oo, oh oh It's all I want to do, Oh oh, oh oh If I see that girl Im going to tell her that she was right about everything I havent seen her since that summer when, man, she left without a ring She made the craziest accusations, but every one of them was true Now making up for lost time, well, its the only thing I really want to do Oo oo, oo oo It's all I want to do, Oh oh, oh oh Well, I've wasted too much time picking over all the worry in this heart of mine Any day Im gonna see her, so come up on a bright blue morning (?) You know in all my days its the hardest times that are the ones Ive missed the most So now get some rest, its still three hours before we hit the coast And throw your empties on the dashboard cause tonight were driving through Yeah, and making up for lost time, well, its the only thing I really want to do Oh oh, oh oh It's all I really want to do Oh oh, oh oh It's all I really know how to do Ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh, ohhh, no