I had a load in the dryer
I was waiting at the laundry mat
Sitting on top of a washing machine
I could hear the sound of a quarter tumble round
I'd left in the pocket of my dirty blue jeans
I reached in just to pull it out
Never thinking how it would burn my hand
It rolled over by the payphone
Aint it funny where it chose to land?
(Chorus)
Maybe its a sign
Maybe I should call
See if everything's all right back in omaha
Maybe you were right
Maybe I'm to blame
Maybe if I try real hard baby I could change
I could do what you say and just grow up
It might be worth a shot
But then again
Maybe not
I gathered up my clothes
I didnt even fold them
I just stuffed them into a pillow case
I threw them in the backseat
Jumped in the car
And headed on out to the interstate
I turned on the radio
How'd they know to play our favorite song
It nearly freaked me out
To hear it on every station I turned on
Switch to Russian 
