See America Right Lyrics - Tallahassee - Mountain Goats

I was driving up from Tampa 

When the radiator burst 

I was three sheets to the wind 

A civilian saw me first 

And then there was the cop 

And then the children standing on the corner 

Your love is like a cyclone in a swamp 

And the weather's getting warmer 

I was getting out of jail 

Heading to the Greyhound 

You said you'd hop on one yourself 

And meet me on the way down 

I was shaking way too hard to think 

Dead on my feet about to drop 

Went and got the case of vodka from a car 

And walked the two miles to the bus stop 

Got on the bus half drunk again 

The driver glared at me 

Met up with you in Inglis 

Thumbed a ride to Cedar Key 

If we never make it back to California 

I want you to know I love you 

But my love is like a dark cloud full of rain 

That's always right there up above you 

Hey! 

Peacocks