Song parody of
Don't Drive Slow
by Wayne Lambo
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You see, I was driving down in South Carolina
The drivers were so fast down there I could barely even follow behind them
This guy behind me was swerving from the left to the right
Laying on his home and flashing his lights
It was a beautiful sunset with a warm summer breeze
You see, I was in the fast lane but that fast lane was too fast for me
I said, don't drive slow in a fast lane
I hope you know that you're causing me pain
I might exchange some words, I might flip you the bird
Meet up at the next stop light and have a fist fight
You know it just ain't right
So don't drive slow in the fast lane
Now I'm back at home and everything is peachy keen
But there always seems to be someone driving that wants to mess with me
I try to be so courteous and super polite
You see, I wave with just one finger but I know that's just not right
So if you're driving today and you're in my lane just watch what you do
Cause if I'm in that slow lane I better not be going faster than you
I said, don't drive slow in a fast lane
I hope you know that you're causing me pain
I might exchange some words, I might flip you the bird
Meet up at the next stop light and have a fist fight
You know it just ain't right
I've got to get home and save my baby tonight
And I said, don't drive slow in a fast lane
Alright
You drive me crazy
You drive me crazy
You see, the other day I was driving up on that Highway 99
Unless I'm passing somebody, I like to stay in the slow lane most of the time
Because the slow lane is the stress-free way to get where you want to go
Okay, seriously, this guy in front of me is driving me crazy
Hey buddy, it's the other pedal
So don't drive slow in a fast lane
I hope you know that you're causing me pain
We might exchange some words, I might flip you the bird
We'll meet up at the next stop light and have a fist fight
You know it just ain't right
I've got to get home and save my baby tonight
And I said, don't drive slow in a fast lane
You see, I was driving down in South Carolina
The drivers were so fast down there I could barely even follow behind them
This guy behind me was swerving from the left to the right
Laying on his home and flashing his lights
It was a beautiful sunset with a warm summer breeze
You see, I was in the fast lane but that fast lane was too fast for me
I said, don't drive slow in a fast lane
I hope you know that you're causing me pain
I might exchange some words, I might flip you the bird
Meet up at the next stop light and have a fist fight
You know it just ain't right
So don't drive slow in the fast lane
Now I'm back at home and everything is peachy keen
But there always seems to be someone driving that wants to mess with me
I try to be so courteous and super polite
You see, I wave with just one finger but I know that's just not right
So if you're driving today and you're in my lane just watch what you do
Cause if I'm in that slow lane I better not be going faster than you
I said, don't drive slow in a fast lane
I hope you know that you're causing me pain
I might exchange some words, I might flip you the bird
Meet up at the next stop light and have a fist fight
You know it just ain't right
I've got to get home and save my baby tonight
And I said, don't drive slow in a fast lane
Alright
You drive me crazy
You drive me crazy
You see, the other day I was driving up on that Highway 99
Unless I'm passing somebody, I like to stay in the slow lane most of the time
Because the slow lane is the stress-free way to get where you want to go
Okay, seriously, this guy in front of me is driving me crazy
Hey buddy, it's the other pedal
So don't drive slow in a fast lane
I hope you know that you're causing me pain
We might exchange some words, I might flip you the bird
We'll meet up at the next stop light and have a fist fight
You know it just ain't right
I've got to get home and save my baby tonight
And I said, don't drive slow in a fast lane
