Lyrics Saab 900 - Honey

Driving down the coastline, open road.
You have got your shades on.
Your face has got secrets to be told -
Oh - oh.

Feels good, on the road.
Leaving all the shit behind me.
Fresh air, no cares.
(There)'s no-where else I wanna be.

We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.

We are moving faster than the breeze.
A yellow streak of lightning.
Moment that has everything you need -
Oh - oh.

Feels good, on the road.
Leaving all the shit behind me.
Fresh air, no cares.
There's no-where else that - I - want - to - be.

We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.

Ooooh,
Oh - oh - oh - ooh - ooh.
Oh - oooh,
Oh - oh - oh - ooh - ooh.

Ooooh,
Oh - oh - oh - ooh - ooh.
Oh - oooh,
Oh - oh - oh - ooh - ooh.

We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.
We're in a SAAB 900.

We're in a SAAB 900. (Feels good, on the road.)
We're in a SAAB 900. (Leaving all the shit behind me.)
We're in a SAAB 900. (Fresh air, no cares.)
We're in a SAAB 900. (There's no-where else that I - want - to - be.)

Ooooh,
Oh - oh - oh - ooh - ooh.
Oooh,
Oh - oh - oh - ooh - ooh.
(There's no-where else that I - want - to - be.)
Ooooh,
Oh - oh - oh - ooh - ooh.
Oooh,
Oh - oh - oh - ooh - ooh.