Big Black Car

Driving in my big black car Nothing can go wrong I'm going and i don't know how far So, so long. Maybe i'll sleep in a holiday inn Nothing can hurt me Nothing can touch me Why should i care? Driving's a gas It ain't gonna last. Sunny day, highway If

You were a phonograph, I was a kid I sat with an ear close, just listening I was there when the rain tapped her way down you face You were a miracle. -I was just holdin' your space Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face The past, she is