There抯 a lot of bad wood underneath the veneer
She抯 an overnight sensation after twenty five years
Sharp fast curves, power steering
Unroll that twenty, buy me some beer
Ain抰 too bad, too bad at all, pick up the phone if I ever call
Hell No, I Ain抰 Happy

There抯 a purdy little girl outside the van window
Bout 80 cities down, 800 to go
Six crammed in, we ain抰 never alone
Never homesick, ain抰 got no home
Check my mail if you would please, Jenn
Collect my things till I抦 in town again
Hell No, I Ain抰 Happy

But I get a little closer everyday
Gonna be a long time till I抦 back your way

I抳e seen just how much I can stand
One night in Kansas City, we thought about killing a man
Seen my number fly by on Interstate Ten
Seen the mountains of Montana at Seven AM
And I keep it all together for the sake of the kids
Got your fine-ass self on the back of my lids
Hell No, I Ain抰 Happy
But I ain抰 too crappy, too crappy at all