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Crédits

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Steven Kyle Lane
Steven Kyle Lane
Paroles/Composition
Theodore John Maher
Theodore John Maher
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ghost Town Remedy
Ghost Town Remedy
Production
Justin R. Francis
Justin R. Francis
Ingénierie de mixage
Alex Haley
Alex Haley
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

With all this time on the highway I'd prefer that it went my way I won't be late to another holiday Not this year Am I clear Dodging cops and traffic jams Is how this trip was planned What are you doing in the fast lane My tread can't handle this sudden braking Why don't you move over? And Get Over yourself Your Winnebago isn't quick enough Quick enough for me Quick enough for me Sorry I couldn't make it last year I tried to get off work I swear But between missed calls throughout the fall You decked the halls and I dropped the ball It's not your fault That I'm stuck out on the road Instead of being home What are you doing in the fast lane My tread can't handle this sudden braking Why don't you move over? And Get Over yourself Your Winnebago isn't quick enough Quick enough for me Quick enough for me Quick enough for me Quick enough for me Ohhhhh yeah Whoa oh oh oh oh oh Ohhhh oh oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh Ohhhh oh oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh Ohhhh oh oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh Ohhhh oh oh oh oh oh
Writer(s): Theodore Maher, Steven Lane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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