Lyrics

Baby, let's hit the road Get ready, put on your clothes Come on, let's go to the show Our friends are all waiting in line At last, I'm relieved 'Cause you changed my mind At last, we are free To go wherever we want In fact, I believe In all the blessings to come I feel so at ease Do whatever we want Baby, let's hit the road Get ready, put on your clothes Come on, let's go to the show Our friends are all waiting in line Meet me with a glass of wine In a room up in the sky In a room up in the sky Our grass is so green But it took some time To make them believe In all of my words No ground underneath I had to let go Of all of my fears So, that I could float Baby, let's hit the road Get ready, put on your clothes Come on, let's go to the show Our friends are all waiting in line Meet me with a glass of wine In a room up in the sky In a room up in the sky
Writer(s): John Hill, Mac Demarco, Maria Zardoya, Idris Vicuna Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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