| I will drive down Highway One
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| It’s the end that’s just begun
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| And I’m cruising 110
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| Going nowhere, the road is my best friend
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| White line fever has got in my blood
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| I’m a river running full flood
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| One road all around this land
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| Like the lifeline in my hand
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| Out from nowhere the radio sings
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| Of distant memories that tug on my heartstrings
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| I feel twisted, feeling uptight
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| As her face keeps fading from sight
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| In the wild, in the wild, in the wild
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| In the wild, in the wild, in the wild
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| See me spinning out in the Sun
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| I will burn on Highway One
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| Now, I’m just burning in the Sun
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| I can’t stop 'til she comes
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| In the wild, in the wild, in the wild
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| In the wild, in the wild, in the wild
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| So wild and I’m dry
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| It’s so dry, oh
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| And it’s so dry
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| And it feels so dry, it’s so dry
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| So dry, it’s so dry
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| So dry, it’s so dry
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| It’s so dry |