Lobster Repair - Goin' Back to Miami Lyrics

Fifty- five in the fast lane
A hundred and ten in my head
I might be better off on a freight train
And I might be better off dead
Well I'm goin' back to Miami
Goin' back to Miami
I might take a bus, I might take a train
I might ride a dog that ain't been house trained
I'M Goin' back to Miami

Greyhound station in Pittsburgh
Sittin' here drinkin' a brew
Sick and tired of this bus ride
And I'm sick and tired of you
Smoked a pack and a half of camels
Thinkin' "bout how I been burned
Some stupid fool in an electric blue leisure suit
Makes my stomach turn
It's not over till the ape dies
So leave the TV on
Six malt liquors on a bus ride
Man I'm really gone
It's not over till the ape dies
So leave the TV on
Six malt liquors on a bus ride, Man I'm really gone
Goin' back to Miami
I might take a bus, I might take a train
I might ride a dog that ain't been house trained
I'M Goin' back to Miami