Travel Song

Sing a song, yes, a travel song, when ya gotta go somewhere

'Cause the fun is getting there, yeah, oh, what the heck?

I must confess I love a road trip

Sing a song, hit the trail, forget the maps, forget the guides

Before ya know it, you've made strides with me

And I know all I need all along is a path, and a pal, and a song

So I'm singin' and I'm pallin' with you, see?

Makes the time go by faster

Why me?

Why me? (This is nice)

Tell me what was my crime? (We are strolling)

As chatty as a parrot, more annoying than a mime

(Hey, look, a cat who's wearin' boots, that's crazy!)

Why me?

Why me?

A simple answer would be fine (Mmm, this is good cardio)

Won't someone please send me a sign?

(Hey, look, a sign, Yunita Pal Avenue straight ahead)

What did I do to deserve this?

Honestly, this ass o' mine is asinine, by me

Oh man, what could be better than this?

Why me? (Sing a song)

Why me? (Hit the road)

A simple answer would be fine (It's the way to get around)

Won't someone please send me a sign?

(Before ya know it you've gained ground with me)

What did I do to deserve this? (And I know all I need all along)

Honestly (Is a path and a pal and a song)

This ass o' mine (So I'm singin')

Is asinine (And I'm palling)

With you (That'll do, Donkey, that'll do)