Rolling Pin

Well it’s one a.m. and I’m out of gas
The last chance pump to home I already passed
But it’s one a.m. and I’m out of gas
Mean miss curfew’s gonna have my ass
She’ll think I’m givin' her a great big load
When I tell her my affair with the open road
She’s gonna hit me with her rolling pin
Again and again and again and again and again
She’s gonna ask me where I’ve been
When she hits me in the head with her rolling pin
Well it’s two a.m. and front tire’s flat
I haven’t got a notion where the hell I’m at
But it’s two a.m. and the front tires flat
Mean miss curfew’s gonna have my ass
She’ll think I’m givin' her a great big load
When I tell her my affair with the open road
She’s gonna hit me with her rolling pin
Again and again and again and again and again
She’s got the strength of a hundred men
When she hits me in the head with her rolling pin
Well it’s three a.m. and the engine dies
She’ll never put an ounce
Of her faith in my alibies
But it’s three a.m. and the engine’s dead
Mean miss curfew’s gonna tell the world
She’s been misled
She’ll think I’m givin' her a great big load
When I tell her my affair with the open road
She’s gonna hit me with her rolling pin
Again and again and again and again and again
She’ll keep swinging til she does me in
When she hits me in the head with her rolling pin
It’s the crack of dawn and I pull in
The door swings open and it’s her
She don’t have a rolling pin
But it’s the crack of dawn and I just pull in
She says she’s glad I’m alive
Don’t care where I’ve been
She didn’t hit me with her rolling pin she didn’t
Ask me where I’d been
She gives me love and takes me in
Slaps my face and says with a grin
«don't do that again or I’ll hit you with my
Rolling pin again and again!»