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.