Alba s touto skladbou:
Sky Full Of Holes,
We're still in Wisconsin
As far as I know
Today was Green Bay
And tomorrow's Chicago
Wish I was lying
But there isn't much to report
My phone is dying
So I've got to keep it short
I just wanted to say hey
I've been writing you a road song
It's a cliche, but hey
That doesn't make it so wrong
And in between the stops at the Cracker Barrel
And forty movies with Will Ferrell
I need some way to occupy my time
So I'm writing you a road song
I sure hope you don't mind
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh uh-huh
I bought you a light blue
T shirt last night
From some band I couldn't stand
But their logo's alright
Some kid threw a bottle onstage
He had an arm like a pro
I know it's getting late
I guess I should let you go
But did I happen to say hey
I've been writing you a road song
Don't run away cause hey
I promise it won't be too long
I know it's not what you'd call necessary
And I know that I'm no Steve Perry
But even if you roll your eyes and groan
I'm still writing you a road song
That you can call your own
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh uh-huh
