Summertime Girls Got It Goin' On
"Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of beer," John Cena's voice suddenly filled her ears and Lita fluttered her eyes opened with a groan. She pushed herself into a sitting position and glared at the young man seated in the passenger seat in front of her, "Take one down, pass it around, ninety-eight bottles of beer on the wall..."
She kicked the back of the seat, hard, and he yelped in pain and surprise.
John twisted in his seat and glared at the redhead.
Lita glared right back, "We are not going to listen to that all the way to Tampa!"
John rolled his eyes, "Woman, I've been singin' for over an hour now while you've been sleepin'. . .No one else minds."
Trish Stratus snorted from behind the wheel, "I've been telling you to shut-up since you first opened your mouth, John." She sent a tortured look to Lita from the rearview mirror, "He started off with eight hundred and twenty bottles of beer on the wall, by the way."
Lita made a face and moved forward in her seat. She grabbed hold of the passenger seat and looked curiously at John, "Why in the world would you start at eight hundred and twenty?"
John shrugged and opened his mouth to continue his song, "Ninety-eight bottles of-"
The redhead clamped an hand over his mouth and John glared at her.
She narrowed her eyes at him, "What did I just say, John?"
He rolled his eyes and mumbled against her hand.
Lita exchanged a look of amusement with Trish before she removed her hand from John's mouth. She eyed him curiously when he grinned widely at her. She wondered what he was up to as she watched John turn away from her in order to rummage around his bag, which was located by his feet. He pulled out his ipod and a black cable, which he connected to Trish's car. . .
And Lita couldn't help but laugh as a song filtered through the car's speakers. . .Trish joined her in laughter while John and Jeff sang along to beginning of the song.
"When I wake up, well I know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you. When I go out, yeah I know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you. . .If I get drunk, well I know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you. . .And if I haver up, yeah I know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who's havering next to you..."
Lita and Trish soon joined them, "But I would walk five hundred miles, and I would walk five hundred more. . .Just to be the man who walks a thousand miles to fall down at your door..."
And with the early wake-up behind them, Lita had to admit the road trip was actually a good idea. . .especially when Chumbawamba's 'Tubthumping' played soon after the Proclaimer's 'I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)'.
