The Road, Baby, Is Tight

And We Roll, Baby, You Know Tonight

There's A Full Pie In The Sky

And It Pulls, Baby, You Know To Ride



It's Fair Because

I Get Higher Than I Think I Was

We Pull Over When Were Tired

We Get Wired



So Pretty In White

And We Roll Out Of Your Club Tonite

You So Out Of Sight

But Your Girlfriend Hippie Trance Love To Fly