Mal Blum - Suburban Summer Polka lyrics

You can jog your way to freedom It's not going to come fast If it even comes at all, you can bet that it won't last So you call my way on Monday Just to make sure I'm alright I think everything is fine Until I have to hear that voice of yours And I thumbed my way to Philly 'Cause I figured, what the hell I was half bored and half dead, living home was going well And I do not have to tell you That it was not a pleasant ride But you know that if I had the chance, I would take it again twice And you can dance your way to romance, But it will not get you far And I met some awful dancers who had awfully fancy cars They said that if you have a car, Then you will always have a date And by then I had a bicycle, and that worked just as great 'Cause you can ride your way to health But if your insides don't agree, Then you may as well be eating chips and watching bad TV And you know if that's the case And you are feeling kind of rough Then come over to my house, and we can beat each other up and stuff And after we will ride But it will be more of a race And I will not let you win, So you will punch me in the face And I will lie my way to heaven If it gets me through the doors But I'll take one look around, and I'll be dead and I'll be bored And so I'll file a complaint To transfer ASAP When I wake up in the morning, I'll be feeling more like me And I am feeling more like me Oh, I am feeling more like me Oh, I am feeling more like me Oh, I am feeling more I'm feeling more like me, Oh I am feeling more like me Oh I am feeling more like me Oh, I am feeling more I was jogging back for freedom 'Cause I'd left her by mistake At the shopping mall I worked at, living home was really great And you call my way Wednesday Just to get me through the week I decided then and there, I would keep jogging 'til I'm free And I am feeling more like me I am feeling more like me. I am feeling more like me. I am feeling more like me, Oh, I am feeling more.