Road Trip and Alt. to Song in G

the first two stanzas are the alternative that april and i were discussing before we came up with the lyrics that we later called "Road Trip"

She had knots knots in her hair
And food, food in her teeth
And those stockings hitched
High to her knees
Now her hair is smooth and her legs are clean

How do we even talk to her
She’s alien but still so pure
I wonder what her skin feels like
Do I dare to touch, do you think she’ll bite?

Road Trip

How many miles do we have left?
We left days ago from the Midwest
We’ve got big ambitions and not too much dough
Who knows how far this tank’ll go?

75 miles an hour
We search for ourselves
This road is winding
The wheels are grinding
In the next state
Who know’s what we might learn?

Macolm county line towards DC
Didn’t like that idea so we turned for Tennessee
After bathroom breaks then we hopped into the car
Changing your mind this many times won’t get you too far

Who knew that there were waves in the wheat?
We’re still in Kansas and I think I see the sea
Take your clothes off and come swimming with me
Come swim with me.

75 miles an hour
We search for ourselves
This road is winding
The wheels are grinding
In the next state
Who know’s what we might learn?

Now three AM and Annie’s asleep
Stars outside her window, her dreams are deep
Oh maybe she’s the one for me
This road holds so many possibilities
But now she sleeps.