Lucky This Time

Well she's all filled up the windshield's clean Tires are tight and she's revving mean Map on the dash in the day's first light Coins for the tolls and the kiss last night Was goodbye to the city You're looking kind of pretty The sun hitting off of your spires But the road's looking better you could take the whole river And you couldn't put out these engine fires Hey la I'm gonna be just fine Hey la I feel lucky this Hey la I feel lucky this time The highway's straight like a line to a dot Counting up miles that separate the rest stops Girls passing trucks on my tail Radio warning that I'm going to hell Fast food junkies swerving in their RVs And taking up all of the road Make a quick move in the groove hoping the boys in blue Don't stop me cold Hey la I'm gonna be just fine Hey la I feel lucky this Hey la I feel lucky this time Bright blue pick-up over on the side Head full of curls and a child of nine Flat changed for a wave of thanks And a look in her eye that I'm taking to the bank As I leave to get what's mine I feel lucky this time It's 1 AM the sky's still clear Red taillights and I'm halfway there Can't stop and I can't go slow I got a date with a girl I know Cruising past a Chevy eyes are getting heavy And I lean my head out the side The wind feels cool and the stars are shining blue The radio's trying to fill up the night Hey la I'm gonna be just fine Hey la I feel lucky this Hey la I feel lucky this Hey la I feel lucky this time