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



Credits
Writer(s): Stuart Wicke
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