Driving Gloves

Lonnie told me they're called driving gloves

For gripping the wheel, not keeping you warm

Got no fingers on the driving gloves, above the knuckles

20, 20, 25, 25, 35 miles per hour

See the sunset flitter off

I don't have this sort of time keeping

I'm barely hanging on

I'm barely hanging on

But I'm hanging, hanging on

45, 45, 55, 55, 360 miles per hour

We both hear the sirens screaming out

But we're not, we're not the only ones

But we're not, we're not the only ones

But we're not, we're not the only ones

But we're not, we're not the only ones