Blacklist Royals - White Line Fever
 Ran these old brick streets for years
 And nothing ever come my way
 Got a '68 Ford in my front yard
 Just rust and faded grey
 But man once she was so cherry red
 Sweetest thing that you ever seen
 I sit down behind the wheel
 Just wondering when did everything
 Get so fucked up
 Get so turned around
 Hit the gas and
 I pull that shifter down
 In the evening when the sun is low
 Well mister I'll be running
 As fast as these
 God damn wheels will roll
 Can't you hear that V-8 motor humming
 And in the morning
 When the sky, is golden
 Hey maybe I'll be gone
 I keep moving, just keep moving
 I keep moving on
 And I took one last ride by your house
 And saw you sitting there inside
 Thought about our love
 And all those things
 That seemed to make it die
 Well baby out of all those other girls
 You're still the best that I've ever seen
 But I just sit there idling,
 Wondering when everything
 Got so fucked up
 And got so turned around
 I hit the gas and I pull that
 Shifter down
 And I'm counting white lines
 On the road
 But I still take you
 Everywhere I go