The road is fuckin' hard,
The road is fuckin' tough-ah,
There's no question that-eh
It is rough, rough stuff.
It's the fuckin' road my friend
But it's the only road I know.
When I'm munchin' on a tasty boosh
Right after the show.
You g-go go go!
The road is fuckin' hard,
It's also really fuckin' tough,
There's no question that-ah
It don't take no guff.
The road is a be-a-itch my friend
But it's the only fuckin' road I know,
When I'm snackin' on a tasty boosh
Right after the show.
You g-go go go!
I met a tasty baby in Michigan.
We screwed two times then I left.
Sometimes I think of my baby in Michigan.
Why can't I stay in one place
For more than two days.
Why?!
Because I'm talkin' about the road.
Because I'm talkin' about the road.
Because I'm talkin' about the road.
Because I'm talkin' about the road.
Because I'm talkin' about the road.
Because I'm talkin' about the road.
Road!

Written By Black, Thomas Jacob / Gass, Kyle Richard

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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