Texty

Well we're driving in the dead of night, The only thing we see's the headlights, Yeah your grip the steering wheel so tight, Underneath your gloves your knuckles are white And oh you know we're going way to fast, But you still think that your life's on track, You look so cool with your hair slicked back, But your daddy first let you drive at only sixteen, With sixty miles on the speed reading, And buddy that was enough you just fell in love, Yeah well don't look now yeah you're going too fast, See the fire in your eyes, don't look back Buddy just drive, Buddy just drive Just Drive Well fix her up, fix her up real nice, And buff that finish till it shines as bright, As the look in your eyes, Keep on driving keep on going fast, Keep on driving keep on going fast, Keep on driving keep on going fast, Keep on driving keep on, Well a mustang by ford she was your daddy's life but, What you didn't know was, was that it would take yours Oh that it would take yours, Now the highway's your home for the rest of time, Dug your grave real deep, When you went on that mustang ride, Oh but buddy Just drive, Just Drive
Writer(s): Harry Benjamin Marshall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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