Highway 17, 95

Windows down, feeling alive

Cigarette hanging from dry lips

Shorts resting on tired hips

 

Route 32, 64

Forgot to close the home back door

Turn around, speed away

No shortcuts, no other way

 

Cracked down pavement, speed 10 times 4

Going 15 over, maybe more

Look away to turn the radio up,

Drink some lifeline from your cup

 

Bypass 7, roundabout

Keeping away what you can do without

Scurry, scatter, brake and screech,

Turn the wheel as far as it will reach

 

Boulevards and avenues,

Lifeline shrunk, heaven grew

Take the trip, freeze in space,

Forgotten road involves no race

 

Downtown, uptown, gas and brake,

Holding more than you can take

Drinking up the old town blues,

Bloodshot eyes, ill flattered hues

 

Main Street south and Sunset Drive,

Lose the life of being alive

Even when you feel no pain,

Your tears start mixing with the rain

 

When you care without a doubt,

Cigarette is burning out

Highway 17, 95

Window's up, no longer alive.