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  An interstate that's great.  An interstate you won't hate

  You'll feel alive, when you drive down interstate 95.

                                                  

Leaving from Boston, you know it'll be fun.

  128 great, we've done it too many times to ignore.

  In the car you'll stay, days three, see not far.

Drive through Rhode Island and Conn, a little past dawn.

  Rhode Island, see, the sea, you can really understand.

By Long Island Sound, is where you can be found.

  You drive by the ocean and the sea, so pretty.

  

   You'll feel alive, when you drive down interstate 95.

                                        

   The traffic of the northeast can really be a beast.

   It never does cease.

   All the bright lights of the city so pretty.

   They light up the night.  



   You'll feel alive, when you drive down interstate 95.



    New Jersey, see, New York City, so pretty.

Then, the state of Penn.  Phily, pretty.

   The state of keystone, we're a long way from home.

    Del, things are well.

  We drive through Delaware, we have'nt a care.

  First state, not last



  You'll feel alive, when you drive down interstate 95.

    

  We're halfway there, but I know we have half to go.

            

    Maryland,  you'll understand.

   It can really take your hand.

   The state of oOld line, fine

   Then, see, we drive through DC.  

   Through the capital we go.  



   You gota eat, a restaurant that's neat

   Gota find a place to stay the night.

   A motel, a welcome sight.

   A place to stay, play, not a lot of money

  A bed to rest your head.



    You'll feel alive, when you drive down interstate 95.



   Then, Virginia, a state so great.  

Nothing finer than to drive through Carolina.

North and South, a good taste in your mouth.

  North is the state of Tar Heel.  Good you'll feel.  

South is Palmetto.

  Go.



     You gota eat, a restaurant that's neat

   Gota find a place to stay the night.

   A motel, a welcome sight.

   A place to stay, play, not a lot of money

  A bed to rest your head.



   You'll feel alive, when you drive down interstate 95.



   Savannah, Georgia.

   The state of the Peach.  Your goal is within reach.

  All the things that a trip like this can teach.

                    

    Florida, the state of sun, you're almost done.

  The state of sunshine, almost down the line.

  On the third day, you made it all the way.

       You can play, in the sun, it's fun.            

                                                          

        You drive down the coast.

    This is the part of the trip you like the most.

  Orlando, is where you could go.

   Miami, see. Panama City Beach, they are all within reach.

      

You'll feel alive, when you drive down interstate 95.

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