The Interstate Songtext
von The Smittens

On the Interstate when the moon is right
Radio turned low. I guess I wanted to go

And the Boston Boys have the cutest butts
And the Brooklyn Girls are kind of nuts
And the Cleveland kids have a lot of guts
Do you blame them for it, blame them
Do you blame them for it, blame them

On the interstate with the window cracked
Radio turned low. I thought I needed to go
And the Philly kids are little punk
And the Athens Kids know how to get crunked
And the Olly kinds are out of luck
Do love them for it, love them
Do love them for it, love them

Next exit the road to Boston
Next exit Bridge to Montreal
Next exit Way back to your heart


Next exit Ferry to Plattsburg
Next exit Lights of New York
Next exit the way back to your waiting arms

On the Interstate
And the Boston Boys have the cutest butts
When the moon is right
And the Brooklyn Girls are kind of nuts
Radio turned low, and the Cleveland
Kids have a lot of guts
I guess I wanted to go
Do you blame them for it, blame them
On the interstate
And the Philly kids are little punk
With the window cracked
And the Athens Kids know how to get crunked
Radio turned low
And the Olly kinds are out of luck
I thought I needed to go
Do you love them for it, love them


Next exit the road to Boston
Next exit Bridge to Montreal
Next exit Way back to your heart
Next exit Ferry to Plattsburg
Next exit Lights of New York
Next exit the way back to your waiting arms
Your waiting arms
Your waiting arms