I`m cruising fast on a motorcycle down this winding country road And I pass the gravel on the foot of the hill Where last week I fell off There`s still some oil by the old elm tree And a dead squirrel that I hit But if I hadn`t left, I would`ve struck you dead So I took a ride instead Bottoming out, bottoming out, I`m bottoming out, bottoming out My doctor says, she hopes I know, how lucky I can be After all it wasn`t my blood, mixed in the dirt that night And we must really examine this And I say I need another drink Bottoming out I`m tearing down Rt. 80 East, the sun`s on my right side I`m drunk, but my vision`s good and I think of my child bride I aim that bike at the fat pothole beyond that underpass Bottoming out
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