Babe, where are ya going, I never been to east (Hey)
I met a GTO lunatic on the track
Mechanic don't walk, the driver don't talk
20 bucks between them just to keep her alive
Driving
Driving
Driving
Blacktop rolling
Where are ya going, I'm going to Amarillo (Hey)
A zero to a sixty in a 7.5
I bought her in a Bakersfield, California (Hey)
A glass of a beer, a shot of a rye
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
Blacktop rolling
Come on, baby, I ain't crazy
Come on, baby, pick me up, pick me up
Come on, baby, do me, baby
Come on, baby, hook it up, hook it up
Come on
Come on
Come on
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
Blacktop rolling
Where are ya going, an airport road (Hey)
A clean machine, real home grown
Baracuda, '68, and nothing there (Hey)
She can't wait
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
Blacktop rolling
Come on, baby, I ain't crazy
Come on, baby, pick me up, pick me up
Come on, baby, do me, baby
Come on, baby, hook it up, hook it up
Come on
Come on
Come on
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
(Come on) Driving
Blacktop rolling
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