Rolling Pin

Well it's one a.m. and I'm out of gas

the last chance pump to home I already passed

but it's one a.m. and I'm out of gas

mean miss curfew's gonna have my ass

she'll think I'm givin' her a great big load

when I tell her my affair with the open road

she's gonna hit me with her rolling pin

again and again and again and again and again

she's gonna ask me where I've been

when she hits me in the head with her rolling pin

well it's two a.m. and front tire's flat

I haven't got a notion where the hell I'm at

but it's two a.m. and the front tires flat

mean miss curfew's gonna have my ass

she'll think I'm givin' her a great big load

when I tell her my affair with the open road

she's gonna hit me with her rolling pin

again and again and again and again and again

she's got the strength of a hundred men

when she hits me in the head with her rolling pin

well it's three a.m. and the engine dies

she'll never put an ounce

of her faith in my alibies

but it's three a.m. and the engine's dead

mean miss curfew's gonna tell the world

she's been misled

she'll think I'm givin' her a great big load

when I tell her my affair with the open road

she's gonna hit me with her rolling pin

again and again and again and again and again

she'll keep swinging til she does me in

when she hits me in the head with her rolling pin

it's the crack of dawn and I pull in

the door swings open and it's her

she don't have a rolling pin

but it's the crack of dawn and I just pull in

she says she's glad I'm alive

don't care where I've been

she didn't hit me with her rolling pin she didn't

ask me where I'd been

she gives me love and takes me in

slaps my face and says with a grin,

"don't do that again or I'll hit you with my

rolling pin again and again!"