I found out what my baby likes
I found out what my baby likes
She likes a whole lot of loving
And a straight-eight Pontiac

We gonna get on the highway
And cut the bright lights on
Get on the highway got the bright lights on
Turn the radio on
Dig that voice from the North oh

Yes baby I know

With your head in my chest (in my bed?)

We gonna move down highway 49
We gonna move down the highway 49
She got her head in my chest
Sonny, ain't this fine