Southern Culture On The Skids - Fried Chicken and Gasoline lyrics

I been on the road so long it seems that all I can taste is gasoline Been on the road long mile after mile It all looks the same to me after a while So crow now rooster its the break of day Twenty-four hours and I can't stay away Fried chicken and gasoline I miss a woman but she don't miss me Fried chicken and gasoline There's an empty highway, a cold gray dawn Been on the road just a day too long I get lonesome sometimes I dream Wake up tasting of gasoline Fried chicken and gasoline I miss a woman but she don't miss me Fried chicken and gasoline She feeds the hungry but she won't feed the poor And i wonder who's knocking at her kitchen door Well I get lonesome sometimes I dream And I wake up tasting of gasoline Fried chicken and gasoline I miss a woman but she don't miss me Fried chicken and gasoline (Fried chicken and gasoline: that's the story of my life) Down the road That's where you'll find me