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caseyjames


I don’t care if it’s a highway or a dirty country road
I don’t care if I’m leaving or coming home
I don’t know if it’s the sound of that tuned-out radio
I don’t know if it’s the smell of that burning smoke
But here I go

I’m headed out to nowhere like a bullet from a gun
Putting miles on me and the wheels I’m rolling on
Slide over baby and I’ll take you for a ride
I just like to drive

Well, I love to feel my worn-out boots stomping on the gas
Love to see your bare feet tapping on the dash
Love to see the hay grass swinging in the breeze
And I love burning up a tank of gasoline
Well, it smells so sweet

I’m headed out to nowhere like a bullet from a gun
Putting miles on me and the wheels I’m rolling on
Slide over baby and I’ll take you for a ride
I just like to drive

I’m headed out to nowhere like a bullet from a gun
Putting miles on me and the wheels I’m rolling on
Slide over baby and I’ll take you for a ride
I just like to drive

I’m headed out to nowhere like a bullet from a gun
Putting miles on me and the wheels I’m rolling on
Slide over baby and I’ll take you for a ride
I just like to drive
Well, I just like to drive
I like to drive
Baby, I just like to drive
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Lyrics submitted by Jen Lloyd.