Listen to the motor. Getting round as we go. One way or another. Gonna make it back home. Mountains to the water. She was up to scenery. Fug it on the other. All it blind us on beans. This it what it does. Travel on the open road. Get you on the double. Make you right away. This is what it loves. To travel in the open road. Now she's talking dirty I keep and read a bury have seen. You don't have to worry a secret been a byrdy told me. Keeping things in ocean baby keep on running from me. Hysteric come to radio I'm picking up this beat. Dear me old mama. I don't mean for you to weed. Back to you tomorrow. Not don't you lose sleeve. This is what it does travel in the open road. Oho. He's not thirty my visions keeping a blurry to me. I keep it in a hurry but the police are following me. I keep it in expecting that he'll come and visit and free me. I ain't... on the inner state Nashville in the sea. He he. He he. He he ehh. Uhhh. Keep the things in... and roll it for me. Hysteric come to radio I'm pickin up the speed. He he he he he he he he