(Are you ready to go)
I've got the same taste in my mouth
Chewing on words that I can't spit out
Same bubble over my head
Dot, dot, dot call me doctor brain dead
I got the same job in the same old town
Working me up just to hold me down
Same bars on the neon strip
Same old dog with the same old tricks
And I, I think I already know
'Cause every time I shake the eight ball the same words begin to show
(Are you ready to go)
(Are you ready)
Are you ready to go
Yeah I'm dying to know
(Are you ready)
I got the same hat, same pair of jeans
John Deere snapback, holes in the knees
Toothpick 'cause I don't chew gum
Same bad habits that I can't outrun
In the same car that I bought in '05
Blown out speakers with a dent in the side
Same girl in the passenger seat
Kissing my neck and asking if I'm ready to go
I think she already knows
'Cause I'm shaking like an eight ball and the words begin to show
(Are you ready to go)
(Are you ready)
Are you ready to go
Yeah I'm dying to know
(Are you ready)
Are you ready to go
Yeah I'm dying to know
(Are you ready)
Are you ready to go
Yeah I'm dying to know
(Are you ready)
