Ride with Baby

Black leather seat

and the dashboard gleams

An open highway of forgotten dreams

He runs his fingers o'er the steering wheel

Two brothers bound by a pact of steel

Oh, roll on, Baby,

through the shadows of the night

With your big-block engine roaring in the dim moonlight

Two-lane blacktop, cassette tape in the deck We got the weight of

the world

hanging on our neck (yeah)

There is a weapon

in the hidden trunk

Fighting off the monsters and the holy junk

But when the engine purrs like a hunting cat

There is no place else he'd rather be at

Oh,

roll on, Baby, through the shadows of the night

With your big-block engine roaring in the dim moonlight

Two-lane blacktop, cassette tape in the deck We got the weight of

the world

hanging on our neck

(oh yeah)

Just a boy and his sixty-seven queen

Wildest ride that you have ever seen

Roll on, Baby... (mmm-hmm)