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Drive
Hit the highway, baby hit the road
Hit the I-10 West all you know
Is in the rearview
I can hear you
When you yelling out
All I need is somebody to hold
When the nights get cold
When the fight gets old
Streetlights bend turnpikes
Got her in a zone
Towards the life that she knows
Will be better than the home
That she knew of, where she grew up
Where she blew up like a phone
Over nothing it would seem
To the others in this scene
But her dreams started chasing her
Making her believe
She'd only be happy once she took a full swing
At what she saw for herself
Feeling sorry for herself
Wasn't happening again
Let the happiness begin
Fill'er up, 87 octane
With a sparkle in her eyes that could start flames
(Open rhythms)
Drive
(Open rhythms)
Hit the high road
Baby, hit the high notes
(Open rhythms)
Drive
Drive
She gonna be the change that she wanna see
She don't want everything, just wants honesty
More than anything
and she'll get it too
But where she gets it from
well that ain't up to you
Pedal to the medal til the medal hits the payment
Turning her forever into better get her sane quick
Or even better make her
never settle for the plainness
Don't need to be defendant or the plaintiff
Ain't it, so refreshing
Not asking for a blessing
Or have to answer questions
Take a breath your freshness, ah
You're doing what you knew you could
Welcome to yourself baby
Step into your womanhood, ah
Look back, never would
Finally home baby
Welcome to the neighborhood, ah
Look back, never would
Finally home baby
Welcome to the Greater Good
(Open rhythms)
Drive
(Open rhythms)
Hit the high road
Baby, hit the high notes
(Open rhythms)
Drive
Drive
Up in the odometer
Down in the thermometer
Feel it in the air, baby
Be your own barometer
Up in the odometer
Down in the thermometer
Feel it in the air, baby
Be your own barometer
Drive
Drive
Hit the high road
Baby, hit the high notes
Drive

