Drive

Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Well the engine was running
But the show wasn't over
So I tapped you on the shoulder
And I told you to move over (over)
Move over and drive!

Green dial, red taillights
Hot static, radio (radio)
No one to tune into
Except for maybe, just maybe
Move over and drive!

Drive

Black clouds seal the sky off
From the stars and the moonlight
So we're here under the mercy
Of the V8 and the headlights
Move over and drive!

Like a rocket in the midnight
Like a comet burning so bright
Like a diamond star cruiser
Like a Mississippi state trouper
Move over and drive!
Move over and