Corrina Repp. Ambulance. Zeneszám

An ambulance rushes by
Flashing red and white
To the scene
Two hundred cars
A head screaming
Three miles at most
On the highway

The city shifts its weight
Heading north
You'll be late
I dont know the dead
But i got a chill
I dont know tragedy
But they say i will

Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha

Whatever they mean
They dont care because
Today they cried and stared
A man they dont know
Wont make it home tonight
I drive past in heartache
And in relief

You know what i mean
You know what they think
I'm glad it wasn't me

I dont know the dead
But i got a chill
I dont know tragedy
But they say i will

Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha