| Song | Ride #2 |
| Artist | Warrant |
| Album | Ultraphobic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dixon, Lane, Turner | |
| I don't need love, | |
| I just need gasoline | |
| A broken line so | |
| I can pass the things | |
| That try to slow me down | |
| Or get in my way | |
| I don't need someone holding on to tight | |
| I'd rather have a warm clear southern night | |
| Miles of empty road | |
| Wind in my face | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| Now this one wants a brand new picket fence | |
| This one wants his wife to make sense | |
| Neither one remembers | |
| Ever being free | |
| Now I control my life and destiny | |
| Yes, I am the king of everything | |
| I seeNever gonna suck my life away | |
| Never gonna be a slave | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| I don't need love, | |
| I just need gasoline | |
| A broken line so | |
| I can pass the things | |
| That try to slow me down | |
| Or get in my way | |
| I don't need someone holding on to tight | |
| I'd rather have a warm clear southern night | |
| Miles of empty road | |
| Wind in my face | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life | |
| Give me a life | |
| Give me a life to ride |
| zuo ci : Dixon, Lane, Turner | |
| I don' t need love, | |
| I just need gasoline | |
| A broken line so | |
| I can pass the things | |
| That try to slow me down | |
| Or get in my way | |
| I don' t need someone holding on to tight | |
| I' d rather have a warm clear southern night | |
| Miles of empty road | |
| Wind in my face | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| Now this one wants a brand new picket fence | |
| This one wants his wife to make sense | |
| Neither one remembers | |
| Ever being free | |
| Now I control my life and destiny | |
| Yes, I am the king of everything | |
| I seeNever gonna suck my life away | |
| Never gonna be a slave | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| I don' t need love, | |
| I just need gasoline | |
| A broken line so | |
| I can pass the things | |
| That try to slow me down | |
| Or get in my way | |
| I don' t need someone holding on to tight | |
| I' d rather have a warm clear southern night | |
| Miles of empty road | |
| Wind in my face | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life | |
| Give me a life | |
| Give me a life to ride |
| zuò cí : Dixon, Lane, Turner | |
| I don' t need love, | |
| I just need gasoline | |
| A broken line so | |
| I can pass the things | |
| That try to slow me down | |
| Or get in my way | |
| I don' t need someone holding on to tight | |
| I' d rather have a warm clear southern night | |
| Miles of empty road | |
| Wind in my face | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| Now this one wants a brand new picket fence | |
| This one wants his wife to make sense | |
| Neither one remembers | |
| Ever being free | |
| Now I control my life and destiny | |
| Yes, I am the king of everything | |
| I seeNever gonna suck my life away | |
| Never gonna be a slave | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| I don' t need love, | |
| I just need gasoline | |
| A broken line so | |
| I can pass the things | |
| That try to slow me down | |
| Or get in my way | |
| I don' t need someone holding on to tight | |
| I' d rather have a warm clear southern night | |
| Miles of empty road | |
| Wind in my face | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life to ride | |
| Give me a life to ride | |
| And leave what | |
| I hate behind | |
| Outta sight, out of mind | |
| Just give me a life | |
| Give me a life | |
| Give me a life to ride |