2024-04-19
Lyrics
Tapping my feet (can't stop) Praying for green to restore Some peace of mind, to that I swore Eyes on the road (stay sharp) Wishing for a restroom door But I'm trapped in this jam, my ordeal's raw Caught in the jams (those jams) Sweatin', I pray, I implore Had lunch, now my guts wage war Sittin' here still (so still) Ah honey, honey, my need's hardcore But what can I do? I clench, I store The clock's tickin' (tick-tock) And my situation's dire With each minute my plight gets higher Countin' exits (each one) Oh, the irony's cruel and pure My patience tested, my quest unsure Tap my watch (slow watch) Ease the seat back, pressure's sure An urban ballet, congestion's lure Watchin' the dash (tick-tock) Oh, but my belly's feelin' sore I'm gridlocked in fate, a messy tour
