Writing the Same Song Over Again

Well I blow another fuse, spark a citizen band
If I shoot at my door, I'm eating sardines again
When it's 32 degrees, you know the road's gonna freeze
Put another quarter in the Sinbad machine
'Cause the highway's iced over and I just can't drive tonight

And I'll be writing that same song over again
I'm writing the same song over again
I'm writing the same song over and over
And over and over again

I got a lady and a baby, and they're waitin' for me alone
But there's a crucifix up on the highway
That means another trucker never made it home

And off the Eastern Seaboard to the LA smog
If I got a load of produce, or I got a load of hogs
Or a portable parking lot stacked with minivans
Run off the road, they'll just be recycled cans
'Cause I got the flipper fever gonna tilt her, gonna cheat her tonight

And I'll be writing that same song over again
I'm writing the same song over again
I'm writing the same song over and over
And over and over again

Well the line was cut on my telephone
Snowstorm left my babies with pneumonia
When they cut my wife down, she was frozen stiff
I tell you it was suicide
'Cause I was out, on my last ride
'Cause I was out playing Pinball every night
That's right

Writing that same song over again
I'm writing that same song over again
I'm writing that same song over and over
And over and over again

I had a lady and a baby, and they're waitin' for me alone
There was a crucifix up on the highway
Because another trucker never made it home
Because another trucker never made it home

And off the Eastern Seaboard to the LA smog
If I got a load of produce, or I got a load of hogs
Or a portable parking lot stacked with minivans
Run off the road, they'll just be recycled cans
'Cause I got the flipper fever gonna tilt her, gonna cheat her tonight
That's right

She committed suicide
'Cause I was out playing Pinball on the road every night