When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
Yeah
When I was five, me and mama was travelling to Baton Rouge
In an '83 T-top Z28 without a clue
Mama was just a girl, I mean, like, barely twenty-two
I fell asleep in the hatchback in my He-Man jumpsuit
We pulled over to get gas, I told her I wanted to sit up front
We had a dog named Chow-Chow in the front seat, we switched it up
Chow-Chow got in the hatchback, mama covered me up in blankets
I fell asleep listening to the radio and mama sang it
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
Yeah
We drove in the snow and sleet, but mama hadn't had much sleep
Been chasin' an escape for us, probably been chasin' for weeks
She passed out behind the wheel and crashed into the median
We flipped down a ravine and then back up on the street again
Chow-Chow flew out of the hatchback there and died on the highway
That alone was a miracle 'cause Chow-Chow was in my place
I walked away without a scratch on my face
Mama barely had bruises and what else can you say, but
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
When I'm lost, it's always perfect timin'
When I break, I always get reminded
Lookin' over
Someone's lookin' over
Yeah
I was raised in the PJs, in the PJs
I was raised in the PJs, in the PJs
I was raised in the PJs, in the PJs
I was raised in the PJs, in the PJs
