Lyrics

I see a slowdown in front of me
I see there’s no way of exiting
Ninety-five

There’s no escaping this kinda hell
Everyone’s app has one tale to tell,
Ninety-five, ninety-five
Oh don’t you wish you could go

95 on 95, 95 on 95, 95 on 95

My eyes are glazed like my donut holes
Rest stops for days, dirty toilet bowls
Ninety-five, ninety-five
Oh don’t you wish you could go

95 on 95, 95 on 95, 95 on 95, 95 on 95, 95 on 95

All my friends are going down
Never reaching any town
Jimmy started feeling ill
Getting out of Jacksonville
Tim got talkin,’ missed the fork
He’s in Philly not New York
Billy’s butt is gettin’ sore
Trying to get through Baltimore
Amy’s losing all road sense
Never get to Providence

Ain’t even easy with EZ Pass
S F n U V, get off my ass
Ninety five, ninety fine
Oh don’t you wish you could go
Don’t you wish you could go

95 on 95, 95 on 95, 95 on 95,
95 on 95, why are we going 25?
95 on 95, got my airbag to survive
95 on 95, hope I make it home alive
95 on 95