Bottoming Out Lyrics - Reed Lou

I'm cruising fast on a motorcycle down this winding country road 

And I pass the gravel on the foot of the hill 

Where last week I fell off 

There's still some oil by the old elm tree 

And a dead squirrel that I hit 

But if I hadn't left, I would've struck you dead 

So I took a ride instead 

Bottoming out, bottoming out, I'm bottoming out, bottoming out 

My doctor says, she hopes I know, how lucky I can be 

After all it wasn't my blood, mixed in the dirt that night 

And we must really examine this 

And I say I need another drink 

Bottoming out 

I'm tearing down Rt. 80 East, the sun's on my right side 

I'm drunk, but my vision's good and I think of my child bride 

I aim that bike at the fat pothole beyond that underpass 

Bottoming out