I hit the open road, nowhere to go, but I'm feelin' loose. So I'll drive as fast as I wanna. Pedal to the floor. Got the music loud. And I'm driving high all the way back home alone. Sun's on my skin. Living high on the horse again, And man, I hope I don't get bucked off. Cause it's been a bitch chasing down this itch. That I've had for years now.

Would someone stop me if I get too high. Oh yeah, you got full permission to knock me down a level. Baby, would you take my keys and drive? Oh ya know these idle hands of mine are the devil

Tell me how much this is gonna cost me. Yeah, you had me there for a while but then ya lost me. Wheels comin' off. I hope we don't get popped. But hey, it's been a good ride. Ain't it?

So cut me loose my hands they're tied. Oh lord, I'm in no condition for dancing with the devil. Baby, should we make it out alive. Oh, you know I'm gonna put my foot on the pedal.

Don't you get up and leave now. Oh, don't you get up and leave now, sugar. Break a little off. Don't you get up and leave now. Don't you get up and leave now with my sugar.

Stop me if I get too high. Oh lord, I'm in no condition for dancing with the devil. Baby, should we make it out alive. Oh, ya know I'm gonna put my foot on the pedal.