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…