every morning i commute mild mannered man in a business suit when i wanna come home at the end of my day there s all these other cars stacked up in my way i pull up behind one pull out my pistol blow em away when i m driving my car i wanna go fast but there s this slow car won t let me pass i flash my lights i honk my horn well i have to consider him warned i pull up behind him pull out my pistol blow em away jesse james behind the wheel it s high noon in my automobile you call me crazy you call me sick yeah i got to get to where i m going to quick son of a bitch he cut me off three whole lanes he pulled across made me mad made me swerve son of a bitch got what he deserved i pulled up behind him pulled out my pistol blew em away oh look at that motorcycle he s ridin between he s splittin lanes if you know what i mean this cuttin in line that s an act of war i saw him comin i opened my door knocked him over pulled out my pistol blew em away jesse james behind the wheel it s high noon in my automobile you call me crazy you call me sick yeah i got to get to where i m going to quick little ol lady bless her heart she s walkin her poodle cross the boulevard it was wearin a red knit sweater little knitted hat probably named fifi or somethin stupid like that i say here fifi pulled out my pistol blew it away