I'm what you would call a travel girl
You see I left home at 16
And I've been on a road ever since
Yeah, I've met a lot of people
I've got a say I've been all over
And I've seen some crazy shit man
You can't believe the type of people I've met
And this is what? It's like.
4 am NYC, car stops and picks me up
I get in, I fall asleep
Wake up when he is driving his pants down
Ha! What a fuck? So I screamed
Pull up the emergency break
And get the hell out
Whoo, that guy was wacked out
I am the travel girl
I travel round the world
The only friend I have
Is the one that picks me next
NYC, moving bye — good bye — good bye
Moon shining on the country side
Drunk trucker drives and drives
No sleep, no problem
Bus in sunrise, I'm out
Hitch hiking rules
I can go with except you are out of gas
Had to push his gnarly Pinto 8 miles
In the hot sun
That I will never forget
And even worse
He kept chattering about electric cars
What? What? Never mind.