Stack on the clay, pile up the rocks
High off the ground, chisel it down
To park the car, we must find parking
Or spend the day on the freeway
Stay in your lane
It's what you want, and yes I approve
'Cause if I run out of gas, you'll be my excuse
First generation's assimilations
You wear it well, and no one can tell
No one can tell
She won't take my call when I am tipsy
Cause she's on the wagon, just like a gypsy
Do like the Romans, pop melatonin
Falling asleep, blame it on me
Stay in your lane
Stack on the clay, pile up the rocks
High off the ground, chisel it down
To park the car we must find parking
On the freeway, stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Stay in your lane
Sonali
Sonali
On the freeway, stay in your lane
Sonali
