Bill Farmer, Aaron Lohr, and Chorus on the open road

Do you need a break from modern livin'?
Do you long to shed your weary load?
If your nerves are raw and your brain is fried
Just grab a friend and take a ride
Together, upon the road
Come on Maxie! A-hyuck!
All in all, I'd rather have detention
All in all, I'd rather eat a toad
And the old man drives, like such a klutz
That I'm about to hurl my guts
Directly upon the open road!
There's nothin' can upset me, cause now we're on our way
Our trusty map will guide us straight and true
Roxanne please don't forget me, I will return someday
Though I may be in traction when I do!
Me and Max relaxin' like the old days
This is worse, than dragon breath and acne
In a buddy-buddy kind of mode
I'm so mad I think I may explode
When I see that highway I could cry
Y'know thats funny, so could I
Just bein' out on the open road!
Howdy boys, is this the way to Nashville?
TOW TRUCK GUY:
Watch it mac! Or you'll be gettin' towed!
I'm in no hurry to arrive, cause I'll be turning 65
The next time I sees the open road!
Just a week of rest and relaxation
And the odd romantic episode!
Very odd!
MICKEY MOUSE:
Haha! And it's Cal-i-forn-i-a or bust!
CRAZY OLD LADY:
Look out you dirtbags, eat my dust!
From now on, I own the open road!
It's me and little Maxie, my pipsqeak pioneer
They're partners forever, westward ho! Yeehah!
Could someone call a taxi and get me outta here
To Beverly Hills, 90210?
Oh, every day, another new adventure
Every mile, another new zip code
And the cares we had are gone for good
And I'd go with them if I could
I've got no strings on me
I'm feelin' fancy free
How wonderful to be
On the open road!