Verse 1:

Somebody call me a doctor now.

Cuz this thing's got a hold of me.

I got the PT on my schedule.

I need some physical therapy.

Chorus:

Driving slow along the highway.

Moving cars in every lane.

I'm still searching for that feeling, that might never come again.

I better get my act together, but I don't know if I will.

Better strap on in, hold on tight and pray you don't get killed.

Love's taken the wheel.

Verse 2:

I got to take it out of cruise control.

Or life's gonna pass me by.

They said that they'd be teaching me some things that I've never tried.

Chorus:

Driving slow along the highway.

Moving cars in every lane.

I'm still searching for that feeling, that might never come again.

I better get my act together, but I don't know if I will.

Better strap on in, hold on tight and pray you don't get killed.

Love's taken the wheel.

Verse 3:

Suddenly you're feeling like a backseat driver.

No rear view mirror, leaving the past behind ya.

Constantly debating should you play or get played?

Putting the Smith before the aero now you walk this way.

You talk this way.

You move so slow.

This doesn't bother you though.

It's not a video go find a reality show.

If you can't separate the real from the fake.

The lamb from the snake.

Before it all breaks.

True love is all that awaits.