Rollling down the highway
Asphault gliding under our feet
Grooving and digging the Mexican beat
Blasting from our speakers
Ah, its music to my ears
Sun over head showering us in its glow
Where are we going, hell if we know
With a bing and a bang
And a zingy zing zang
Traveling down this road
Where it leads, God only knows
But its all good my man
Freedom is ours
Life is in our hands
So with a hey and a ho
(And a Mexican beat)
Twiddly dee off we go
No comments:
Post a Comment