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von The Chevelles
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Well it′s about time that I grew up
I'm goin′ a thousand miles an hour down Highway Luck
Gonna hit Portland baby tonight
Walkin 'round the city and trippin' over ghosts
Do you really care who hates you the most?
Gonna hit San Francisco tonight
Well I′m seein′ things in the highway lights
Twenty-four cities
I don't see the sights
Too far from home
Forgot my own life
Get to scream and light
Beamin′ Barbarella she-demon
Do you wanna play tonight?
Gotta get it on
Whee-ooh
You gotta get it on
Whee-ooh
You gotta get it on
Well come on come on come on come on
Walkin' down alleys with my made art
I′m gonna find us a bar and tear it apart
Gonna hit San Diego tonight
Runnin' low on sleep I′m gonna drop dead soon
I gotta get to the desert to get me some room
Gonna hit the City of Angels tonight
Well I'm seein' things in the highway lights
Twenty-four cities
I don′t see the sights
Too far from home
Forgot my own life
Get to scream and light beamin′ Barbarella she-demon
Do you wanna play tonight?
You gotta get it on
Whee-ooh
You gotta get it on
Whee-ooh
You gotta get it on
Well come on come on come on come on
Whee-ooh
I'm goin′ a thousand miles an hour down Highway Luck
Gonna hit Portland baby tonight
Walkin 'round the city and trippin' over ghosts
Do you really care who hates you the most?
Gonna hit San Francisco tonight
Well I′m seein′ things in the highway lights
Twenty-four cities
I don't see the sights
Too far from home
Forgot my own life
Get to scream and light
Beamin′ Barbarella she-demon
Do you wanna play tonight?
Gotta get it on
Whee-ooh
You gotta get it on
Whee-ooh
You gotta get it on
Well come on come on come on come on
Walkin' down alleys with my made art
I′m gonna find us a bar and tear it apart
Gonna hit San Diego tonight
Runnin' low on sleep I′m gonna drop dead soon
I gotta get to the desert to get me some room
Gonna hit the City of Angels tonight
Well I'm seein' things in the highway lights
Twenty-four cities
I don′t see the sights
Too far from home
Forgot my own life
Get to scream and light beamin′ Barbarella she-demon
Do you wanna play tonight?
You gotta get it on
Whee-ooh
You gotta get it on
Whee-ooh
You gotta get it on
Well come on come on come on come on
Whee-ooh
Writer(s): Duane John Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com