She came over about 5 past 7, She was tall around 5?11, And I was high as a kite by then, She promised me everything, And she promised thick and thin
fly For the city Live good, Stay right For the city I'm from the city of angels Everybody gotta' drive, So the streets is dangerous For the city Drive
drive her loca We never ride far, packed five in a car Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah) And everywhere I drive I'm a star,
drive, baby can't drive Yeah, yeah Baby can't drive Baby can't drive Yeah, yeah, yeah Baby can't drive, baby can't drive I'm a million miles away,
, count to five And I will start my car for a ride Yeah, a hundred miles And I will be at speed satisfied Yeah, I'll miss my life Behind my driving wheel
A hundred cups of coffee, five hundred cigarettes A thousand miles of highway and I ain't forgot her yet But I keep on moving, I keep moving down the
to know" Clap for the Wolfman, he gon' rate your record high Clap for the Wolfman, you gon' dig him till the day you die Seventy-five or eighty miles
little lost along the way I'm just around the corner to the light of day Well, I'm just around the corner to the light of day Been driving five hundred miles, got five
Jigalo Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do' I represent honies with money fly guys with gems Drive with the tints that be thirty-five
had made it home alive She warned against his loss of sleep And driving fast in that old heap And that he had to be at work by five BJ the DJ, you'
E double R U N Twenty-five minutes past quiting time Seven of us crammed into that truck of mine Payin' no attention to them highway signs (Ninety mile
Keep my eye upon the road I got nothin' in common with any man Who's home every day at five All I do is drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive
so my nigga Cash stole his copilot who used to drive like sacks of blow on this remote area, we label Dead Man's Island Two hundred miles South from Thailand
one two three four five six Roadrunner, roadrunner Going faster miles an hour Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop With the radio on I'm in love with Massachusetts
salvation liberation on the drive The power of the blaster move me faster 1965 Yeah wow, five yeah wow Demon-warp is comin' alive In 1965 five, five
man My 920's gonna take me far today You can travel for miles and never leave L.A. I've come a long way I've come a long way I've gone five hundred miles
to run out of beer means a run to Gladewater Highway 79 thirty miles on down Now fair is fair but life's a gamble When it's eleven forty five And it'
