Ride Along John Hiatt

Well, ya' get up at mornin'
Ya' get on the bus
Ya' don't fight about nothin'
Don't wanna raise no fuss
Ya' come home in the evenin'
Turn the TV on
You ain't goin' nowhere
You just ride along, ride along, ride along

Ya' get the Sunday paper
On Saturday night
Ya' read the travel section
Until you're all uptight
'Cause it's almost Monday
Jack, you know that song
You ain't goin' nowhere
You just ride along, ride along, ride along
You just ride along, ride along, ride along

And hey talk about ya' in the press
Got you figured out I guess
Though you never heard of the guy they mention
A'sometimes that girl she'll slip you a kiss
But she's just another somnambulist
And you're tired of sleepwalkin'
The cats out but he ain't talkin'