We were stuck in traffic for forever it seemed What was going on I wondered A car-crash a fire or a beast on the loose Or maybe some construction worker Some construction worker a beast or a fire I went trying my luck on the seventh day I got on the bus like a runaway I bet a five on the red and another five on the black My baby isn't coming back She's not coming back I bet a five on the red And another five on the black When I drive I listen to the radio I heard a star on the rise from Ontario She said "I love singing but touring is a bummer" And "when I get to go home it feels just like summer" It feels just like summer