Butch Ross – Atlas Lyrics

pulled into this town afternoon
stopped into the club
asked if we might get a bite to eat
he said son, this a lesson in tough love

i got my road atlas
i feel like charles atlas
though i'm not new at this
niether are you

pulled into this town afternoon
rained the same way it did in every other town
made friends with all the local hooligans
the freaks and the geeks
invited them all to come down

would you like to drive the car
would like to hold my hand
would like to hold this world for a minute and
(would) you be sorry when i go
would you stop me if i tried
or were you just along for the ride

i got my road atlas
i feel like charles atlas
though i'm not new at this
niether are you

next stop orineau maine
1-95, 500 miles of rain
and i ain't thinking about the last town
no i ain't thinking about Bridgeport, CT

would you like to drive the car
would like to hold my hand
would like to roam this world for a minute and
(would) you be sorry when i go
would you stop me if i tried
or were you just along for the ride

i got my road atlas
i feel like charles atlas
though i'm no good at this
niether are you