Sick of the city
Sick of the grind
Time you get you out of this town Roll down the windows
Turn up the radio
And let them old wheels spin round
Get lost
Out there
In the country mile wide open air
I'll pump the gas girl
You toss the map girl
And we can point it to the edge of somewhere
Ooooh We can take it bout as far as you wanna go
Ooooh We can hammer down light it up and let it roll Down nowhere Road
Yeah I can almost see
Your Blond hair blowing
Sitting in the shotgun seat Left on the wheel
Right round baby
Blue jean kissing on me
No destination
Is the only destination
Honey we can take it slow
We'll be making good time Leaving worries behind
Scattered down a Nowhere road
Ooooh We can take it bout as far as you wanna go
Ooooh We can hammer down light it up and let it roll Down nowhere Road
Get lost
Out there
In the country mile wide open air
I'll pump the gas girl
You toss the map
And we can point it to the edge of somewhere We'll light it up
I'll hold you close
Rolling down nowhere road