Two Lane Blacktop (Electrocute)

Two lane, two lane two lane blacktop… Drivin’ the ragtop, sucking the stones up Hitting the backstop… I was born with the jet lag, Burning wheels and I promise you I’ll never coming back In the corner of my mind, still the taste of your lip smack White lights, white dotted lines Yellow line on the right side Shake my head. I got to get away Another cigarette, Getting away…. Going fast on the two lane…