Lyrics

The temperature and oil gauge are busted
The fan switch to the heater well it’s, busted
And going down the road we lost a tail pipe
And going up the hill she don’t feel right
Put a transmission in a thousand miles ago
Replaced all the fuel lines they had to go
And then there was the fuel pump we did that too.
Improved the funky gas mileage, by 2


She’s the Beeline Bus and she’s got to roll
Tooling down the interstate hear her roar
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
She’s the Beeline Bus and she’s got to roll
Tooling down the interstate hear her roar

We travel selling beads we haul a heavy load
Just my girl my dog and me our home on the road
Looking for a place to park overnight
It’s Walmart, Cracker-barrel or the hotel lights

She’s the Beeline Bus and she’s got to roll
Tooling down the interstate hear her roar
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
She’s the Beeline Bus and she’s got to roll
Tooling down the interstate hear her roar

Well there’s a real good mechanic down in Tennessee
In Bristol, Chattanooga they remember me
Ft Collins, Colorado they have my back
They know just what the problem is and that’s a fact
Just one place that I know sucks
if you got a Ford in Asheville your outta luck

doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
doobie doobie doobie do do-do, do do
She’s the Beeline Bus and she’s got to roll
Tooling down the interstate hear her roar