There are voices on the highway
They call me home every time I drive it
I’m lost in the middle of the road
With the yellow lines
And the dead armadillos lie there

There’s a penchant that I keep close to my heart
Some days when I’m lost
I think baby this is the hard part of bein’ 21
‘Cause I know maybe you’re in Bethlehem
And that don’t seem so far away
If I ride in the sunset
Like John Wayne did
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride

‘kay baby there’s a chemistry between us
I don’t think that’s nothin’ all worth snifflin’ at
‘kay baby all is lost on you, I know
There’s nothin’ worse than bein’ out of love and outta luck
So lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie