Lyrics:

I'm rollin' down the Interstate
On southbound 95
Dodging little four wheelers and trying to stay alive
They've been running in the hammer lane
And driving real slow
And they always cut in front of you
No matter where you go
They hit their brakes and slow you down and make you go around
And when you try to pass them they stomp the pedal down
They never use the blinker when they change into your lane.
It's enough to make an over the road driver go insane