Night long vigil by the picture window
Sleepy eyes never leave the road
Passed my bedtime miles ago
Still haven't entered Idaho
There is a sign just up the way
One hundred feet from my front yard
And though it's dark, I make it out
It says that Idaho welcomes you
Everybody's passed out, they don't know
How close we are now
Seen you
Know everything about you
Heard your air blowin' `cross my door
Go, man, go
Driving my house to Idaho
Almost there now
Play that drum roll

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