My Geraldine Lies Over The Delaware by The Wonder Years
I can't take a breath because the air stinks and I can't take a step without listening to your f**king accent while you're saying words with 'R's misplaced. So, f**k Route 9. I can pump my own gas, now you're crossing the line. f**k route 9. You're water tastes like ass, just stay on your side. We'll leave tonight if you're okay to drive. We'll leave this place behind. Thank God we don't live here all the time.