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( Rush hour song lyrics )
THE OTHER WAY
Copyright © 2005 - mickterry.com

1: Rush, rush, rush: I'm late out the door-.
I should have left the house a half an hour before-.
It's raining; it's pouring. The road's slick and wet.
I'm lucky if I get there with no accident yet.

2: Rush, rush, rush: it's not fast enough-.
I'm almost late for work. My boss will be in a huff-.
But traffic is moving surprisingly quick.
It's really quite amazing it's so fast and so thick.

CHORUS A:
Man, I'm glad I'm not going the other way-.
All four lanes are backed up there for miles-.
It's stop and crawl or not at all--.
Not too many people wearing smiles-.

3: Rush, rush, rush: their faces stream by-.
With all that gridlock torture, some are ready to cry-.
But not me on this side: I'll make it on time.
My boss can't really yell if I am under the line.
CHORUS A:

BRIDGE:
Always in a hurry, always in a rush,
even when there's no one inching past-.
Always in a worry, always in a push,
even when we're going nowhere fast-.

4: Rush, rush, rush: red lights up ahead-.
I've given lots of buffer zone for traction and tread-.
I'm slowing quite safely, but three cars behind,
some bozo's changing CDs and he pays us no mind.
          (Sounds of squealing brakes & multiple crashes)

CHORUS B:
Man, I wish I was going the other way-.
All four lanes are backed up here for miles-.
It's stop and crawl or not at all--.
Not too many people wearing smiles-.

CODA:
I used to love playing bumper cars.
It used to be such fun.
But now I've got a late excuse
I wouldn't wish on anyone.

Copyright © 2005  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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To other road song lyrics:   FINS, FINS
U-HAUL ASS
HASTY BONES
PIMP MY WALKER
DRIVE THIS SLOW
SHE'S TURNING LEFT
THREE MILES LATER
BIKER IN MY MIRROR
WHEELS ON THE ROAD
SILLY SALLY CELLHOLE
BORED WITH HIS FERRARI
PEOPLE THINK I'M HORNY
MR. WHEELER IN YOUR SUV
OPEN SEASON ON THE FREEWAY
GASOLINE PRICES WERE PLUNGING
FIRST TIME OUT (IN HIS BRAND NEW PORSCHE)
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT A COMPACT?
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