Rob Zombie - Two-Lane Blacktop Lyrics

Lyrics Two-Lane Blacktop - Rob Zombie



It's where you goin' I've never been ease
But I met a GTO lunatic on the track
Mechanic don't walk, the driver don't talk
20 bucks between them just to keep her alive
Drivin'
Drivin'
Drivin'
Blacktop rollin'
Where are you goin', I go to Amarillo
A 0 to a 60 in a 7.5
I bought her in a Bakersfield, California
A glass of a beer, a shot of a rye
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Blacktop rollin'
Come on, baby
I ain't crazy
Come on, baby
(Pick me up, pick me up)
Come on, baby
Do me, baby
Come on, baby
(Hook it up, hook it up)
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Blacktop rollin'
Where are you goin', an airport road
A clean machine, a real home girl
Baracuda 68
Nothing there, she can wait
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Blacktop rollin'
Come on, baby
I ain't crazy
Come on, baby
(Pick me up, pick me up)
Come on, baby
Do me, baby
Come on, baby
(Hook it up, hook it up)
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Come on! (Drivin')
Blacktop rollin'



Writer(s): Rob Zombie, Scott Humphrey


Rob Zombie - Past, Present & Future
Album Past, Present & Future
date of release
10-11-2009




Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.