Drivers On The Phone Lyrics

Bob Rivers Drivers On The Phone

Drivers on the phone.
Drivers on the phone.
I'd like to pick a bone,
With drivers on the phone.
If you'd just hang up and drive,
We might get home alive.
Menace on the road.

There's a loser on the phone.
His mouth is running like a drone.
Pick milk up on the way,
Get Timmy to his play.
My safety could depend,
On gabbin' with your friends.
Drivin' on the phone.

Yeah!

This girl is talkin' to her man.
They're makin' dinner plans.
She ran into a van,
And hit a homeless man.
If you'd just hang up and drive,
We might get home alive.
Morons on the road.

Yeah!

Drivers on the phone