From the recording Music & Lyrics

Lyrics

Your ma said you cried
Your daddy said he kick my ass
So I called him on the phone,
Said “thank you but I think I'll pass”
Now I'm in my car, I'm on the highway
I'm free of you at last
 
When we first met, honey you were so darn nice
You cooked my meals, rubbed my back and we'd never fight
I was too tired to work from all the lovin' that we made at night
 
I tried to make you happy, even bought you a washing machine
Next came the house and dog; the American dream
But then you said “Let's get married”
I said “Honey that's just not my scene”
 
That’s when your ma said you cried
Your daddy said he kick my ass
So I called him on the phone,
Said “thank you but I think I'll pass”
Now I'm in my car, I'm on the highway
I'm free of you at last
Now I'm in my car, I'm on the highway
Got a full tank of gas