This Lyric is: #084

SWIMMIN’
IN A CAR POOL
© 2002 James M. Quillen

(vs 1)
Traffic backed up,
Ground to a halt,
Hot Georgia sun
Bakin’ the asphalt
When a crazy idea
Splashed through my head,
Turned to my riders,
Grinned and said,
"Traffic’s a mess,
Not movin' at all,
We’re stuck here,
Let’s have some fun, y’all.
Loosen those ties,
Kick off your shoes,
Let’s go swimmin’
In a car pool."

(ch)
Well, the girls made believe,
The guys did pretend,
We held our noses
And we all jumped in.
The water was fine,
The water was great,
Dog pedaled up and down
That interstate,
Past the cars, the vans,
The big rig semis
Sayin’, "Come on y’all
And give it a try
‘Cause there ain’t no law,
There ain’t no rule
Says you can’t go swimmin’
In a car pool."

(vs 2)
Well, we had a ball,
We had a blast,
Hated to see
That traffic jam pass.
Now the word’s out
To folks near and far,
Come book a seat
In my swiminar;
Learn to relax,
Give stress the boot,
Take a dip
On the daily commute;
Say good-bye to
Those rush hour blues,
Let’s go swimmin’
In a car pool.

(ch)

(tag)
No, there ain’t no law,
There ain’t no rule
Says you can’t go swimmin’
In a car pool.


[This message has been edited by Brian Austin Whitney (edited 08-31-2002).]