Duet Intro
(Him:) Sunbeat on the dash, map flappin’ out the door
(Her:) Temperature rising, but we’re makin’ good time for sure
Both: Last night’s chili dogs hauntin’ my dreams
Guess that’s what you get for eatin’ roadside cuisine
Verse 0
Waffle House wisdom stuck in my mind
Nothing sounds good but breakfast all the time
(Her:) We passed three diners, I said just one bite
He grinned and said, "Darlin', live on the wild side tonight"
Verse 1
Pulled off the highway, stomach growlin' real mean
Sign said, "Home-cooked", but what does that even mean?
Banjo in the corner, jukebox playin' some twang
Ordered everything fried, just to ease the pang
Pre-Chorus
Steam from the kitchen, smells like old grease
But hunger don't listen, you want a quick feast
Chorus
Old hot dogs, cherry pie and grits
Gave me the -s, gave me the -h, gave me the -its
That truck stop combo's a gamble you don't wanna win
Shoulda stuck to coffee, but no, I dove in
Post-Chorus
Oh, oh, that's rough
Yeah, buddy, that's tough
Verse 2
Waitress winked and said, "Honey, enjoy your meal"
Didn't know my insides would spin like a Ferris wheel
Now I'm doing the two-step in a roadside stall
Counting slow regrets on the bathroom wall
Pre-Chorus
I said never again, but next time I'll forget
When the menu's so shiny, your brain resets
Chorus
Old hot dogs, cherry pie and grits
Gave me the -s, gave me the -h, gave me the -its
Shoulda read the warning, shoulda trusted my wits
But I rolled the dice and I paid for it
Post-Chorus
Oh, oh, that's rough
Yeah, buddy, that's tough
Bridge
Now my buddy's laughin' from the next bathroom stall
Says, "You never learn, man, that menu's a brawl"
We made a pact, swore an oath on a roll of Tums
But next road trip, you know we'll be just as dumb
Chorus
Old hot dogs, cherry pie and grits
Gave me the -s, gave me the -h, gave me the -its
Shotgun remorse on a porcelain throne
Every mile closer, my guts would moan
Post-Chorus
Oh, oh, that's rough
Yeah, buddy, that's tough
Outro
So here's to diners by the side of the road
Adventures in grease, where the brave go bold
If you’ve got a strong heart and questionable taste
Save us a seat, we don't let food go to waste
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