I was riding alongside the highway, rolling up the country side,
thinking I'm the devil's heatwave, what you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction standing by the road
She was smiling there, yellow in her hair
Do you wanna I was thinking would you care?
Sweet hitch-hiker, we could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet hitch-hiker, won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruising on through the junction, I'm flying 'bout the speed of sound,
noticing peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster show me down
I turned away to see her, wow she caught my eye
I was rolling down, moving too fast
Do you wanna, she was thinking, can it last?
I was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest riding fool alive,
wond'ring if you're going in my way, won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Here she comes a-riding, Lord, she's flying high
But she was rolling down, moving too fast
Do you wanna, she was thinking, can I last?