Hell No, I Ain't Happy

There's a lot of bad wood underneath the veneer
She's an overnight sensation after twenty-five years
Sharp, fast curves; power steering
Unroll that twenty; buy me some beer
Ain't too bad, too bad at all, pick up the phone if I ever call
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy

There's a perty little girl outside the van window
'Bout 80 cities down; 'bout 800 to go
Six crammed in, we ain't never alone
Never homesick--ain't got no home
Check my mail if you would please, Jenn
Collect my things 'til I'm in town again
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
But I get a little closer every day
Gonna be a long time 'til I'm back your way

I've seen just how much I can stand
One night in Kansas City, we thought about killing a man
Seen my number fly by on Interstate Ten
Seen the mountains of Montana at Seven AM
And I keep it all together for the sake of the kids
Got your fine-ass self on the back of my lids
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
Hell no, I ain't happy
But I ain't too crappy
No, I ain't too crappy at all