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I want to drive in your Cherokee
Hands high like we're born on the streets
White lines at the dead of night
Looks so pretty in your headlights

Tell me not to drive slow, drive slow
Walking on the edge of your tightrope
Want you to take all control
City screams, paint it gold
Don't you know it's you?
I want you
Hit me with your best shot, don't stop
Who are we?
Kings of the highway

Kings of the highway

Burning up
In the back of your car
Keep the engine running
I want to go far

Tell me not to drive slow, drive slow
Walking on the edge of your tightrope
Want you to take all control
City screams, paint it gold
Don't you know it's you?
I want you
Hit me with your best shot, don't stop
Who are we?
Kings of the highway

Kings of the highway

Speeding through the night, ooh-ooh
Untamed, unrecognized, ooh-ooh

Tell me not to drive slow, drive slow
Walking on the edge of your tightrope
Want you to take all control
City screams, paint it gold
Don't you know it's you?
I want you
Hit me with your best shot, don't stop (Don't stop, don't stop)
Who are we? (Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop)
Kings of the highway

Kings of the highway
Kings of the highway

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