Steve Wynn & The Miracle 3 - k**ing Me lyrics

Bobby did a line from the back of his hand And he pushed the pedal down I was in the back with a bag of chips Wondering who was still around Bobby hit the lock, he made damn sure I couldn't get to the door Child-proof, Red Roof, rear-view mirror I pa**ed out on the floor I'm in the back In a burlap sack Near the county line I wasn't cursed Like Patty Hearst Lord, do your worst You're k**ing me