On The Highway

Come on, hold on real tight
 Get on the back seat of my motorbike
 I'm the rider, you're the passenger
 And the open road is our messenger
 Take us away, away from here
 To the desert winds where there's miles to spare
 Come on (come on), hold on (hold on)
 Let's go (let's go)
 On the highway (on the highway)
 Feel the wind rush through your hair
 On the highway (on the highway)
 All roads lead everywhere
 Come on, hold on, let's go
 South of the border into Mexico
 We'll follow the coast until we're out of gas
 Then sleep on the beach in the sandy grass
 We're Heaven's devils, a gang of two
 In leather jackets, not a single tattoo
 Come on (come on), hold on (hold on)
 Let's go (let's go)
 On the highway (on the highway)
 Feel the wind rush through your hair
 On the highway (on the highway)
 All roads lead everywhere