Letras
First thing you do, drive right through that Harlan Tunnel
Pay your toll to the soul on the other side
Pick up a ticket for the New Jersey Turnpike
And drive, baby, drive
This is your last chance for the Howard Johnson's
Get your steam clean, station number nine
Check your gas and oil, don't forget to be loyal
And drive, baby, drive
About this time you're passing Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
And the pawn shop on the corner's really true
Hide your watch and ring 'cause it don't mean a thing
When you get home I'll buy you something new
And drive on
Next morning gonna find you driving down the highway
Red ballin', red ballin' all the way
You know the lollypop you're suckin', ooh, it's all so good truckin'
A little good luck and you'll get stuck in L.A
First thing you do is drive on through that Harlan Tunnel
Pay your toll to the soul on the other side
Pick up your ticket, everything will be all right
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, drive on
