Sunday, February 21, 2010

2/21/10

I know that some of you out there might think it would be cool to have a Swedish buddy who shows up every now and then. Sjoe is a pretty good guy for the most part. I can't deny that. The biggest issue I have with him is that sometimes he speaks in foreign languages. For instance, today he said something about Dos Equis. 'Dos' is Spanish for 'two,' right? So then what in the hell is an 'Equis'? That goofy Swede mumbled something about the letter 'X' and then said that this Dos Equis stuff fills him with inspiration...

♫ It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday
A few parking spaces remain
There’s an old man walking next to me
I'm not sure, but he might be insane

He says, son, can you spare me a dollar please
I appreciate all you can do
See I just need gas money so I can drive
To my new job in Kalamazoo

La la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

Sing us a song, you’re the driver man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we’re all hanging out at the Flying J
And you’ve got us feelin’ alright

Now John at the desk is a friend of mine
He gets me a shower for free
And he’ll ring up your Cokes
Or your carton of smokes
But there’s someplace that he’d rather be

He says, Joe, I believe this is killing me
As the smile ran away from his face
Well I’m sure that I could be a congressman
If I could get out of this place

Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

Now Paul is an old super trucker
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talking with Willis
Who's driving for Millis
And probably will be for life

And the waitress is practicing politics
As the drivers all crowd the buffet
Yes, they’re sharing some lies and embellishments
But at least they have something to say

Sing us a song, you're the driver man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all hanging out at the Flying J
And you've got us feelin' alright

It’s a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the lot lizard gives me a smile
'Cause she just smoked some weed, and now she'll proceed
To forget about life for a while

And the game room, it sounds like a carnival
And the TV lounge smells like a fart
And we sit in our chairs, with our blank lifeless stares
Waiting for Ice Road Truckers to start

Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

Sing us a song, you're the driver man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all hanging out at the Flying J
And you've got us feelin' alright ♫

3 comments:

  1. Feelin' lonely are we? Thank god for hometime!

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  2. You're crazy man, I didn't know you wrote that for Billy.

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  3. Well, I'm a loner by nature but my Swedish buddy Sjoe is a world traveler. I don't even think he has a home.

    Jonathan, I may or may not be crazy. I can tell you this much though - the Swede is 100% right about Dos Equis. In the appropriate quantity, that stuff is quite inspirational.

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