I wake up; drink my coffee
Put on my pants [bad word] my hair
Today’s the day, I ain’t got nothing
I ain’t got nothing, I ain’t got a care

The sun is out; it’s shining bright
The birds are singing and the skies are blue
My [bad word] a lover’s heartbeat
It’s just me and you

Put the pedal to the metal
Baby, turn the radio on
We [bad word] to the far side of nowhere
We [bad word] ‘til our days are gone

And ignorance, they say is bliss
So today I’m king of these hills
We’re gonna drive, drive to nowhere
Ain’t gonna stop until…

We put the pedal to the metal
Baby, turn the radio on
We [bad word] to the far side of nowhere
We [bad word] ‘til our days are gone

Put the pedal to the metal
Baby, turn the radio on
We [bad word] to the far side of nowhere
We [bad word] ‘til our days are gone

Put the pedal to the metal
Baby, turn the radio on
We [bad word] to the far side of nowhere
We’re [bad word] ‘til our days are gone