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