I miss you miss you miss you and I know you`re all alone, I would pretend to kiss you but you never get the phone, When I call you, You`re such a long way for a raccoon to travel. The road is filled with lines and the highway`s lined with diners, It`ll take a lot of gasoline to power my raccoon liner all the way, To California. Sleeping on the Interstate, Hope I don`t lose my shirt along the way, Cause it`s a new shirt, And they`re hard to find in my size. Sleeping on the Interstate, Hope I don`t die, Along the way, Cause you`re at the end of the road, And this raccoon, Misses you so.