Suburban Summer Polka

You can jog your way to freedom

It's not going to come fast

If it even comes at all

You can bet that it won't last

So you call my way on monday

Just to make sure i'm alright

I think everything is fine

Until i have to hear that voice of yours

And i thumbed my way to philly

'cause i figured, what the hell

I was half bored and half dead

Living home was going well

And i do not have to tell you

It was not a pleasant ride

But you know that if i had the chance

I would take it again twice

And you can dance your way to romance

But it will not get you far

And i met some awful dancers

Who had awfully fancy cars

They said that if you have a car

Then you will always have a date

And by then i had a bicycle

And that worked just as great

'cause you can ride your way to health

But if your insides don't agree

Then you may as well be eating chips

And watching bad tv

And you know if that's the case

And you are feeling kind of rough

Then come over to my house

And we can beat each other up and stuff

And after we will ride

But it will be more of a race

And i will not let you win

So you will punch me in the face

And i will lie my way to heaven

If it gets me through the doors