Two Cars

Dad drove a pickup, a '95 Dodge Ram 'Til one day it got totaled, I think it happened on an interstate ramp So he got another truck, it'd be the last one that he owned And I tried to imagine what life was like two cars ago Isn't it strange, isn't it something, we'll be old soon Isn't it strange, isn't it something Measuring our lives in coffee spoons When I started driving, I was still going to school With you in the front seat, I had so much to say to you Two station wagons later, now pretty soon we'll say our vows And I can't help but wonder where we'll be two cars from now Isn't it strange, isn't it something, we'll be old soon Isn't it strange, isn't it something Measuring our lives in coffee spoons