Road Trippin’ Blues

Wanted a family vacation
Just to get out of town
Had it all planned
Packed up the van
Ended up in a ditch somehow

We got the blues, baby
Them road trippin' blues
Bad, bad news
These seats smell weird
The baby is crying
She's probably mad that we left her behind
Road, road, trippin' blues
La-la-la

AC broke in Vanzilla
The windows won't roll down
The bean chips of doom
They spread noxious fumes
Can't breathe!
I think mom passed out

We got the blues, baby
Then road trippin' blues
Bad, bad news
The dog ran off
The baby's still crying
At least we didn't forget her this time
Road, road trippin' blues
La-la-la

It was one big family throw up
From the egg salad gone wrong
That's how all of us wound up
Broke on stage singing this song
Broke on stage singing this song

Road, road trippin' blues, yeah!



Credits
Writer(s): Doug Rockwell, Michelle Robin Lewis, Molly Anne Kaye
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