
I’ve had my blinker on since mile marker 22,
I know you’ve seen it because we’re passing 42,
I will go ahead, help us both, hit the gas,
Oh I see, you’re not ready for me to pass,
I really must insist, mi amor,
Though you love me, my exit is 44,
It’s been a delight journeying with you my metal encased pet,
Clear roads and romance fill your days until we meet again.