Yeah, she
She's bustin' out
Put the suitcase in the Pinto
And get the hell out of Ohio

[Chorus]
She gets on that great highway
Doesn't want to be anywhere
She's an easy mark. [x2]

Yeah, he
He's got a master plan
Yeah, he's gonna make a fortune
Panning gold out of a bottle of Goldschläger
Shot by shot by shot

[Chorus - He instead of She]

She lays down in the grass
On strawberry hill
He is there
Smelling like nicotine and peanut butter
You gotta love her

Yeah, she
She doesn't want to change this time
There's a hunger in her soul
For tator tot casserole
With the crispy on the outside
[Chorus]

I hate this world, this stupid world
This screwed world
I hate this world, this fucking world