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!"