Eisenhower Is The Father

Eisenhower is the father of the interstate highway system
And my song is just a way to pay a little tribute to him
On that road my true love and I rode from Ohio to Pittsburgh
And our separate cars gave me the time to think of ways to try and kill/kiss him
Our separate hearts beat out of time without someone to find the rhythm
When we held last night I thought I felt them simultaneously clickin'

I've got a thought in my head -
Would it really be so bad
If the tire exploded
Or if the car ran out of gas?
Would it be so so horrible
If we had to miss a few shows because
The car broke down in the countryside
And we had to spend the night there?
And would it be oh-unbearable
If we misplaced all our clothes when
We swam in the river and we had to hang out
in nothing but our underwear?
And would it be totally terrible
If we got a few hours off track when
We fell asleep in the grass at the rest stop where I once read

Eisenhower is the father of the interstate highway system
And so this song is just a way to say a little thank you (Thank you!) to him
On that road my true love and I rode from New York to Toronto
Our separate cars gave me the time to think of ways I could enthrall him
Our separate hearts beat out of time without someone to bang the bongos
On the last night I said, "I know you know exactly how my song goes"

Would you think it was stupid of me
To suggest that we don't get any sleep
Even though we're getting up a six AM
To drive all the way to Michigan
I've got a song in my heard
It says it better than I ever could have
Because I'd love just once to see you
I'd love just once to see you (I'd love just once to see you)
I'd love just once to see you (I'd love just once to see you)
I'd love just once to see you in the noon.