Climbed in the van when we were kids
Buckles came off on interstate 90
Beggin' dad to drive us through the lights
Called my brother a cunt on the beach
Molly got that hook in her tongue
And Mike told us to get the damn hell inside
I miss that trailer home
I miss that gravel road
and the view from up on top of the hill
Swimming in the Wisconsin river
feel the sandstone on my feet
and listening to susie q every night
Throwin' darts on the side of the hill
before we learned they were designed to kill
a wrong step, sure would have ruined the fun
threw a line in the crappie hole
snipe hunting in the woods
a stern reminder, you don't use half the roll
I miss that trailer home
I miss that gravel road
and the view from up on top of the hill
Swimming in the Wisconsin river
feel the sandstone on my feet
and listening to susie q every night
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