Текст песни JAMES TAYLOR - Traffic Jam
JAMES TAYLOR - Traffic Jam слова песни
Текст песни JAMES TAYLOR - Traffic Jam
Damn this traffic jam, how I hate to be late, it hurts my motor to go so slow.Damn this traffic jam, time I get home my supper'll be cold, damn this traffic jam.Well I left my job about 5 o'clock, it took fifteen minutes go three blocks,Just in time to stand in line with a freeway looking like a parking lot.Damn this traffic jam, how I hate to be late, it hurts my motor to go so slow.Damn this traffic jam, time I get home my supper'll be cold, damn this traffic jam.( )Now I almost had a heart attack, looking in my rear view mirror,I saw myself the next car back, looking in the rear view mirror,about to have a heart attack, I said,damn this traffic jam, how I hate to be late, it hurts my motor to go so slow.Damn this traffic jam, time I get home my supper'll be cold, damn this traffic jam.Now when I die I don't want no coffin, I thought about it all too often.Just strap me in behind the wheel and bury me with my automobile.Damn this traffic jam, how I hate to be late, it hurts my motor to go so slow.Damn this traffic jam, time I get home my supper'll be cold, damn this traffic jam. Damn.Now I used to think that I was cool running around on fossil fuel,Until I saw what I was doing was driving down the road to ruin.