Traffic on a Backroad

We can go home, call it a day But what's the fun in that? We ain't got that much time to waste The night went by so fast Last thing I wanna do is say goodbye to you I know your daddy's waiting We're 'bout a mile away, we're thirty minutes late I start to pray We hit a little traffic on a backroad So we can make a little magic in the back row Fog up the windows I hope this country road never takes me home Never takes me home And we hit a little traffic on a backroad So, we can throw it in park, lean that seat back And get to gettin' stuck It's rush hour out here in the sticks Looks like you backed it up, hey Last thing I wanna do is say goodbye to you Let's keep your daddy waiting We're 'bout a mile away, we're thirty minutes late But we can say We hit a little traffic on a backroad So we can make a little magic in the back row Fog up the windows I hope this country road never takes me home Never takes me home And we hit a little traffic on a backroad Last thing I wanna do is say goodbye to you I know your daddy's waiting We're 'bout a mile away, we're thirty minutes late I start to pray We hit a little traffic on a backroad So we can make a little magic in the back row Fog up the window I hope this country road never takes me home Never takes me home And we hit a little traffic on a backroad Hit a little traffic on a backroad On a backroad What if we hit, what if we hit Hit a little traffic on a backroad?