My Geraldine Lies over the Delaware

I can’t take a breath
Because the air stinks
And I can’t take a step
Without listening
To your fucking accent
While you’re saying
Words with 'R's misplaced
So fuck Route 9. I can pump my own gas, now you’re crossing the line
Yeah fuck Route 9. And your water tastes like ass, just stay on your side
And we’ll leave tonight and
If you’re okay to drive and
We’ll leave this place behind
Thank God we don’t live here all the time
And we’ll leave tonight and
If you’re okay to drive and
We’ll leave this place behind
Thank God we don’t live here all the time
You don’t pay to get in
But you pay to get out
So fuck Route 9. I can pump my own gas, now you’re crossing the line
Yeah fuck Route 9. And your water tastes like ass, just stay on your side
Fuck Route 9!
And we’ll leave tonight
No we’ll leave tonight
So we’ll leave tonight
Thank God we don’t live here all the time