I Can’t Drive 65 (2001 version)

One foot on the brake and one on the gas, hey
Well, there's too much traffic, I can't pass, no
So I tried my best illegal move
But big black and white come and crushed my groove again

Go on and write me up for 125
Post my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license and all that jive
'Cause I can't drive 65, oh no, uh

So I signed my name on number 24
Well the judge said, "Boy, just one more
I'm gonna throw your ass in the city joint"
Looked me in the eye, said, "You get my point?"
I say "Yeah!, Oh yeah"

Write me up for 125
Post my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license and all that jive
'Cause I can't drive 65, oh yeah

(I can't drive 65)
(I can't drive 65)
(I can't drive 65)
(I can't drive) 65, uh

When I drive that slow, you know it's hard to steer
And I can't get my car outta second gear
What used to take two hours, now takes all day
Huh, it took me 16 hours to get to L.A

Go on and write me up for 125
Post my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license and all that jive
'Cause I can't drive 65

Oh, no, no, (I can't drive 65)
No, I can't drive (I can't drive 65)
Uh (I can't drive 65) Yeah, yeah, yeah

I can't drive
65