Ta, ta, ta
Ta-yi-ya-di, ta, ta, ta
Pa-yi-ya-di, ta, ta, ta
Pa-yi-ya-di, ta
Brucie dreams life's a highway too many roads bypass my way
Or they never begin
Innocence coming to grief
At the hands of life stinkin' car thief
That's my concept of sin
Does heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon
Oh, but look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls
Look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls
Life's a drive through a dust bowl, what's it do, do to a young soul
We are deeply concerned
Someone stops for directions, something responds deep in our engines
We have all been burned
Does heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon
Oh, look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls
Look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls
Little boy got a hot rod, thinks it makes him some kind of new god
This is one race he won't win
'Cause life's no cruise with a cool chick
Too many folks feelin' car sick, but it never pulls in
Brucie's thoughts, pretty streamers
Guess this world needs its dreamers, they never wake up
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls
Look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls
Look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls
Look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young
Did it, did it long
Ta, ta, ta
Ta-yi-ya-di, ta, ta, ta
Pa-yi-ya-di, ta, ta, ta
Pa-yi-ya-di, nau
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