Trash bag that wad a' gum
Don't..be a litter bum
No bones, no waste from pets
And no smoked down cigarettes
Ah yes..our outdoors needs more groom
Respect it, like a living room
Throw no junk from your car, by no means..
(Let's stop)
Flings On The Road...

Fast food left-overs thrown
Dirty diapers make me groan
Old tires, clothes and shoes
Roadways don't need your refuse
Ya' see..old stogies on the ground
Small, but still a mess around,
Keep that junk in your car, by all means
(Let's stop)
Flings On The Road...

No more empty soda cans on green terrain
Tell all of your children, and let's stop the shame
Too many fling outs near every town
Control the urge to pitch it,
When no-one's around..

Let's sing,

Trash bag that wad a' gum
Don't..be a litter bum
No bones, no waste from pets
And no smoked down cigarettes
Ah yes..our outdoors needs more groom
Respect it, like a living room
Toss no junk from your car, by no means..
(No more)
Flings On The Road...

(No more)
Flings On The Road...