The Vicodin Song

You can drive, you can drive You can drive down the 405 To the 101 to my house And these highways are in so many songs I couldn't count them all, I tried So much sad history described in a ride And when I told you I was happy I lied I lied, I lied, I lied And I've got Vicodin, do you wanna come over? I know it's a long drive from Malibu I got a pocket full of pills and not one lover And I'm feeling so bad and so good I don't know what to do And I'll take my chances now 'Cause I can't go back, I'm out too far And I'm thinking, I'm thinking I'm thinking that you know how it feels So get in your car and drive And I can tell you that I'll try I'll try, I'll try, I'll try And I've got vicodin, do you wanna come over? I know it's a long drive from Malibu I got a pocket full of pills and not one lover And I'm feeling so bad and so good I don't know what to do It's in your face, I know that place you're going to I'll follow you, I'll meet you there Don't bring a thing for me I'll take care, I'll take care And I've got Vicodin, do you wanna come over? I know it's a long drive from Malibu I got a pocket full of pills and not one lover And I'm feeling so bad and so good I don't know what to do