I’d give a year of my life to know what happened in Dallas, November 1963
I’d give a year of my life to know exactly what happened in Dallas, November 22, 1963
Yeah, I wouldn’t give you next year, though
But you can go back and take that one when I was thirteen
Don’t make me flash my bright lights again, baby
Ford, Chrysler, GM and Isuzu they don’t make those things that take you from one place to another anymore
I’m talkin’ about Ford, Chrysler, GM and Isuzu, they don’t make those things that take you from one place to another anymore
They make private meditation chambers
And if you happen to take one to the store, well then, I guess you take it to the store
Don’t make me flash my brights again
I said to the Lord, Isaid, “Lord, all I want is one thing I can call my own.”
You know, I spoke to the Lord, I said, “Lord, all I want is one thing I can call my own.”
Lord said, “All right, here’s a bad stomach
“Now maybe next time you’ll leave me alone.”
Don’t make me flash my bright lights again
My car broke down in Houston, I rented a car, drove to New Orleans, drove back to Houston, dropped off the rental car
picked up my car and drove on back to New Orleans
You know, my car broke down in Houston, I rented a car, drove to New Orleans, drove back to Houston, dropped off the rental car
picked up my car and drove on back to New Orleans
My good girl says, “You’re crazy.”
I never did figure out exactly what she means
Don’t make me flash my bright lights again
In Missouri, they got cheap gas and they got sheep, they got crazy women who kill their children and their husbands in their sleep
In Missouri, they got cheap gas and they got sheep, they got crazy women who kill their children and their husbands in their sleep
I like driving through Missouri in the morning
Watch the sun come up, think about that time I saw Willie Mays
(He was wearing a yellow suit, he looked good)
I’m gonna open up a string of fast food franchises, call ‘em Christ Burgers and spread ‘em all over the South
I’m gonna open up a string of fast food franchises call ‘em Christ Burgers and spread ‘em all over the South
I think it was my high school principal that said,
“Boy, one day you’re gonna get in big trouble for your mouth”
Don’t make me flash my bright lights again
You know, I’m four gas tanks, two packs of cigarettes, and six hamburgers away from you
I wonder if you can feel the distance between us like I can
Yeah, I’m four gas tanks, two packs of cigarettes, and six hamburgers away from you
I wonder if you can feel the distance between us like I can
I live on the highway now
You live in that town out east thinks the rest of the country dropped off a bridge in 1957 and drowned
Don’t make me flash my brights again
You know, in Hannibal, Missouri, they got Mark Twain this and Mark Twain that
In Hannibal, Missouri, they got Mark Twain this
And Becky Thatcher this
And Huck Finn this
And Tom Sawyer this, and Mark Twain that
Okemah, Oklahoma don’t know Woody Guthrie from Woody Allen
And sometimes I think they’re better off for that
Don’t make me flash my brights again
What’s wrong with you
Don’t make me flash my brights again
Either go a little faster
Or be so kind as to change lanes
Strap on your dildo, baby, tonight I feel like getting fucked in the ass
Strap on your dildo, baby, tonight I feel like getting fucked in the ass
You know, I ate too much and drank too much and danced too much
One of these days I’m gonna end up just like that Mama Cass
Don’t make me flash my brights again
I’m gonna give back my given name, I’m gonna take one like King Henry VIII instead
I’m gonna give back my given name, I’m gonna get one like His Royal Highness King Henry VIII instead
I’m gonna take ten hot water bottles, six pieces of toast
And two old magazines to bed
(lyrics: Dan Bern)