Lyrics:

by David Crosby



It was one of those nights

When you drive

Right by your own street

And you wonder who's running

Your hands and your feet

And your car becomes a capsule

Sometimes you can hide

Last night I just wanted

I wanted to ride

I wanted to drive my car

Didn't really care how far

I wanted to roam, alone

I wanted to drive my car

Didn't really care how far

I wanted to roam, alone.



I was not out looking

For honeys

Oh I noticed them

like usual but not as strong

And the distance between

Me and my pavement

Seemed to get

A hundred yards long

I still feel the wind

on my elbow

But I'm driving by

The seat of my pant

I keep on tryin'

To tune in tune in

On the radio

Trying to tune me

Out of my trance



I wanted to drive my car

I didn't really care how far

I wanted to roam, alone

I wanted to drive my car

Didn't really care how far

I wanted to roam, alone.



At least a car goes

Where you steer it

Sometimes that's the only

Thing it does

So I get in it

And I drive it

Just to hear it

And remember this

Feeling that there was.



I wanted to drive my car

I didn't really care how far

I wanted to roam, alone

I wanted to drive my car

I didn't really care how far

I wanted to roam, alone.





(c) 1986 Guerilla Music Inc. (BMI)



Drums:Joe Vitale

Bass:Leland Sklar

Synth:Craig Doerge

Slide guitar:David Lindley

Guitar:Danny Kortchmar