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My baby and I are headed to the passSeventy miles an hour we're hauling assJackalopes outside flash ebony eyesRoll down the window to hear the coyote criesSays we're real real gone on the roadsignHundreds of miles Unlimited timeFrisco Chicago New York why not?Alaska to Juarez, there's our mystery spotCan't get no stations we're too far outHeadlights blind then they're miles pastThe silent rushing road under the wheelThe dark and the tailights and the silence healWe got no destination our means is the endFollowing our road there's never a dead endWind in the face and traveling on the brainAsphalt dreams keep us in the fast lane Aus Songtexte Mania