G
The road rolls out in front of me
B
Like a red carpet made of black asphalt
C
The cup holders filled to the rim
G D
With two sixty ounce drinks that we just bought
G
With pride and resort we carry out one task
B
That's to get our grub on all across this land
C
Our sense of smell is like a gps
G D
And our taste buds are tuned like a baby thrand
Am
The hazards of our quest are many
D
But, we got a hunch that we'll be ready
G B
For food drinks and good times
C G D
Two guys with a knife and fork (unknown lyric)
G B
Cuz, food doesnt like pork rinds
C G D G
It's the Alka Seltzer Great American Road Trip