Lucky This Time
Well she's all filled up the windshield's clean
Tires are tight and she's revving mean
Map on the dash in the day's first light
Coins for the tolls and the kiss last night
Was goodbye to the city
You're looking kind of pretty
The sun hitting off of your spires
But the road's looking better you could take the whole river
And you couldn't put out these engine fires
Hey la I'm gonna be just fine
Hey la I feel lucky this
Hey la I feel lucky this time
The highway's straight like a line to a dot
Counting up miles that separate the rest stops
Girls passing trucks on my tail
Radio warning that I'm going to hell
Fast food junkies swerving in their RVs
And taking up all of the road
Make a quick move in the groove hoping the boys in blue
Don't stop me cold
Hey la I'm gonna be just fine
Hey la I feel lucky this
Hey la I feel lucky this time
Bright blue pick-up over on the side
Head full of curls and a child of nine
Flat changed for a wave of thanks
And a look in her eye that I'm taking to the bank
As I leave to get what's mine
I feel lucky this time
It's 1 AM the sky's still clear
Red taillights and I'm halfway there
Can't stop and I can't go slow
I got a date with a girl I know
Cruising past a Chevy eyes are getting heavy
And I lean my head out the side
The wind feels cool and the stars are shining blue
The radio's trying to fill up the night
Hey la I'm gonna be just fine
Hey la I feel lucky this
Hey la I feel lucky this
Hey la I feel lucky this time
Tires are tight and she's revving mean
Map on the dash in the day's first light
Coins for the tolls and the kiss last night
Was goodbye to the city
You're looking kind of pretty
The sun hitting off of your spires
But the road's looking better you could take the whole river
And you couldn't put out these engine fires
Hey la I'm gonna be just fine
Hey la I feel lucky this
Hey la I feel lucky this time
The highway's straight like a line to a dot
Counting up miles that separate the rest stops
Girls passing trucks on my tail
Radio warning that I'm going to hell
Fast food junkies swerving in their RVs
And taking up all of the road
Make a quick move in the groove hoping the boys in blue
Don't stop me cold
Hey la I'm gonna be just fine
Hey la I feel lucky this
Hey la I feel lucky this time
Bright blue pick-up over on the side
Head full of curls and a child of nine
Flat changed for a wave of thanks
And a look in her eye that I'm taking to the bank
As I leave to get what's mine
I feel lucky this time
It's 1 AM the sky's still clear
Red taillights and I'm halfway there
Can't stop and I can't go slow
I got a date with a girl I know
Cruising past a Chevy eyes are getting heavy
And I lean my head out the side
The wind feels cool and the stars are shining blue
The radio's trying to fill up the night
Hey la I'm gonna be just fine
Hey la I feel lucky this
Hey la I feel lucky this
Hey la I feel lucky this time
Credits
Writer(s): Greg Tannen
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