Traffic on a Backroad

We can go home, call it a day

But what's the fun in that?

We ain't got that much time to waste

The night went by so fast

Last thing I wanna do is say goodbye to you

I know your daddy's waiting

We're 'bout a mile away, we're thirty minutes late

I start to pray

We hit a little traffic on a backroad

So we can make a little magic in the back row

Fog up the windows

I hope this country road never takes me home

Never takes me home

And we hit a little traffic on a backroad

So, we can throw it in park, lean that seat back

And get to gettin' stuck

It's rush hour out here in the sticks

Looks like you backed it up, hey

Last thing I wanna do is say goodbye to you

Let's keep your daddy waiting

We're 'bout a mile away, we're thirty minutes late

But we can say

We hit a little traffic on a backroad

So we can make a little magic in the back row

Fog up the windows

I hope this country road never takes me home

Never takes me home

And we hit a little traffic on a backroad

Last thing I wanna do is say goodbye to you

I know your daddy's waiting

We're 'bout a mile away, we're 30 minutes late

I start to pray

We hit a little traffic on a backroad

So we can make a little magic in the back row

Fog up the window

I hope this country road never takes me home

Never takes me home

And we hit a little traffic on a backroad

Hit a little traffic on a backroad

On a backroad

What if we hit, what if we hit

Hit a little traffic on a backroad