On The Way

Don't you think it's a little absurd

Don't you think the neighbors overheard

Us screaming at the top of our lungs

His mom wouldn't let us have a BB gun

In the snow I took my driver's test

Never thought it would lead to my arrest

Cheerleaders gave the cops a hint

About the midnight neighborhood incident

Then dad turned on the fire

Mom packed up my parachutes

Big brother walked the wire

And I laced up my rocket boots

And we all piled in the Rambler

And listened to the gambler on the way

"You got to know when to hold 'em"

Our brains were happy and our feet were fried

At a dead halt because our horse had died

Stretched around a city block

That meant nothing to the typical jock

Then it came time to forge ahead

So Mikey and me and Heather and Ed

Had to move to California

And I met and married my little Bonnie J.

Then dad turned on the fire

Mom packed up my parachutes

Big brother walked the wire

And I laced up my rocket boots

And we all piled in the Rambler

And listened to the gambler on the way

Friday night fish at the fireside

Sunday night church at Riverside

We dust our fire stones with bleach

Our eyes would wander as a tire screeched

Then it came time to forge ahead

So Mikey and me and Heather and Ed

Had to move to California

And I met and married my little Bonnie J.

Then dad turned on the fire

Mom packed up my parachutes

Big brother walked the wire

And I picked up my apple juice

And we all piled in the Chevy

And headed into the levee singing

"Bye bye, Miss American Pie"