Road Rage                                                      by Chuck Hughes    ASCAP

It's a terrible drive when the clock strikes five
And I'm comin' to a traffic jam ahead
Getting' madder by the minute when I'm sittin' right in it
 And a traffic light that's always turnin' red
I'm a' honkin' my horn cussin' up a storm
Cause you cut me off and passed me on the right
And you better not linger when you're givin' me the finger
'Cause if you do there's gonna be a fight

I'm in a road rage on a rampage
Yeah' my neck's turnin red and my foot's getting' heavy on the gas
It's the last stage, of an outrage
Well I'm a half a foot behind you so you better turn your wheel and let me pass

I'm a startin to worry goin' nowhere in a hurry
And now my exit's comin' up ahead
Better move over rover, my temper's takin' over
Cause you haven't heard a single thing I said
But if you want to spar, get on out of that car
And we'll have a nice friendly little chat
I'll hit your wheel hub with my golf club
And you'll reply with a baseball bat

Yeah, my neck's turnin red and my foot's getting heavy on the gas
I'm a half a foot behind you so you better turn your wheel and let me pass
And you can answer me on back with a baseball bat.