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Got my old truck loaded right up with boxes and guitars Headlights pointed out the drive to who knows where Next to me in that shotgun seat suitcase and tequila I'm rolling through the early morning street light glare Pictures in my head are all of her I'm taking with me Rest of it I left back in that house Tomorrow when she wakes up, I wonder if she'll miss me This time I ain't hanging 'round to find out I'm gonna drive until the wheels fall off this old truck in my heart If your rev is gonna end like that, I guess I dare to stop The best of my life, likе the best times, wrap around thе bend Oh, on my own again I could turn left to California, ride to New York city And I could go to mexico right now, if I want to And I know it might get lonely on my way out of here But as long as the windshields bigger than the rear view mirror I'm gonna drive until the wheels fall off this old truck in my heart If your rev is gonna end like that, I guess I dare to stop The best of my life, like the best times, wrap around the bend Oh, on my own again Young and wild and free SongtexteRiding like the wind Learning how to be, on my own again On my own again I'm gonna drive until the wheels fall off this old truck in my heart If your rev is gonna end like that, I guess I dare to stop The best of my life, like the best times, wrap around the bend Oh, on my own again I'm out here on my own again On my own again, mmh Aus Songtexte Mania