Lyrics:

(Patrick SimmonsJeffrey BaxterMichael Ebert) I was trashed, ridin' on my 74 Goin' out to even the score She pulled the top down on her convertible I've got a lot of miles to cover But if you think you need a lover All right Climb on, hold tight, I got a long ride tonight Look out, hold on Don't stop to watch the wheels go 'round Look out, hold on I got to cover ground Well, I flashed the colors that I wore I got to have a little more Of this sweet, sweet thing I've got a lot of miles to cover But if you think you need a lover All right Climb on, hold tight, I got a long ride tonight Look out, hold on Don't stop to watch the wheels go 'round Look out, hold on I got to cover ground...