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Running On Fumes (Williams Keller)

More than often I drive so much it is, Like my ass is my feet I see little black furry, running dogs, And I'm standing up in my seat I'm standing up in my seat To avoid sleep driving, crashing and dying Gotta turn up the tune Rest area next right is my salvation Because I'm running on fumes I'm running on fumes [Repeat: x2] Lids get heavy, the window goes down on my face Well I begin to beat Keep my eyes open until I get there Then I'll get back that ~~?~~ seat Goin' kick back that ~~~~ seat Scattered, smothered, covered and chunked Maybe a short stack Mountain dew, mini fizz and camel lights It's a box or a soft pack, Box or a soft pack Forty long mile dollars is cheap for 5 hours in a motel bed Truck stop shower, is only 5 dollars, I think I'll go with that instead I'm a going with that instead I love it when it all runs together You gotta think about where you been All of the places and the weird looking faces I love it when it never ends Wake me when this song ends And the windows here become the paintings With the glass and the world as the canvas It's a peaceful diameter It's like two gentle arms it's hugging me And there's a four-points chair That hangs on two chains There's an old back seat of the jeep And I don't mind shootin' the dogs off To observe the world revolve Observe the world revolve (2) Sun goes to china, the sky comes alive And those paintings a purple swirl Lift up the glass and you climb into the color Then you deeply breath and absorb Deeply breath and absorb Well I'm here, not there You know there, should be here It would be nice if everywhere were here We would not have to leave or drive or fly Or hurry real fast or decide Hurry real fast or decide 'Cause more than often I drive so much it is, Like my ass is my feet I see little black furry, running dogs, And I'm standing up in my seat I'm standing up in my seat To avoid sleep driving, crashing and dying Gotta turn up the tune Rest area next right is my salvation Because I'm running on fumes I'm running on fumes [Repeat: x3]