Dirty Duzt - Tacoma Lyrics

Oh one fine day I was driving through Tacoma
It was sometime after I'd earned my diploma
Sitting in traffic with someone named you

And how could I say I wouldn't want to know ya?
We're in the same car west of the Dakotas
Sitting in traffic watching funny people pass through

And how could I say I wouldn't want to know ya?
We're both looking straight, but our heads are glued
Every now and then, we'll stop for some sodas
But we'll keep heading straight on through

Half of the time we're stuck in the city
The other half, we're just shooting through the country
Waking and sleeping, I spend thinking it's true
Oh a couple hundred miles, and we're low on gas
We're running out of time; we're running out of cash
But this ain't going to end, no not so soon

And how could I say I wouldn't want to know ya?
We're both looking straight, but our heads are glued
It all started somewhere south of Tacoma
This ain't going to end, no not so soon

See the big sprawling cities and the dirt poor slums
See the cute little towns and the piles of mud
In the rearview mirror, see the people we say goodbye to

Yeah what's that feeling when they shrink away?
Scattering behind a closing gate
There's nothing but the ground that we can cling to

And how could I say I wouldn't want to know ya?
We're both looking straight, but our heads are glued
It all started somewhere south of Tacoma
This ain't going to end, no not so soon