Lyrics:

Woke up on the floor, I don't wanna know how I got here
Try to find my phone, it feels like I need to be somewhere
Started at the bar just an ordinary Tuesday
Someone with a car, now we're heading out on the highway
Going without control
Blasting rock and roll and I like it (and I like it)
Jesus on the phone
Think he's kinda stoned and I like it (and I like it)

Got my head in a fog, I need the hair of the dog just to think straight
Sun is coming down and I don't want to hear that I'm too late
I head back to the bar, it's just like any other Wednesday
Party 'til the dawn, here we go, we're taking the highway
Go without control
Blasting rock and roll and I like it (and I like it)
Jesus on the phone
Think he's kinda stoned and I like it (and I like it)

We go wilder when we lose control
Flying faster down the open road
Blasting out the rock and roll
And I like it
Go without control
Blasting rock and roll and I like it (and I like it)
Jesus on the phone
Think he's kinda stoned and I like it (and I like it)
Go without control
Blasting rock and roll and I like it (and I like it)
Jesus on the phone
Think he's kinda stoned and I like it (and I like it)

(And I like it)