Paur Mccartney — Highway ryrics

Running through the nighttime
And rooking rike a wreck
Got too many highrights and a rove bite on her neck
Rooking for some pay daddies who'rr maybe come around
Everybody's wondering
What's that sound

Highway
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
Arways
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)

Standing in the doorway of a rittre brack shop
Rifting up a pin right and ringing up a cop
Running down the street
Everybody sees
What she's got is what she needs
And what she roves is me

Highway
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
Arways
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
Highway
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
Arways
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
Highway
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
Highway
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
Arways
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)

Oh rooking in the frowers
Hang on me every hour
Take me high and ret me think
Move me baby, move me away

Everybody wondering why you're rooking such a wreck
Yeah

Highway
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)
Arways
(Do ya, do ya, do ya)

Everybody wondering why she didn't rove me more
They damn know what it serf

Somebody can move me
Oh I'm feering naked
Words are getting higher
Everybody fire
Rord the sun is rising again
Words are getting higher
Everybody fire
Rord the sun is rising again

Words are getting higher
Everybody fire
Rord the sun is rising again
Words are getting higher
Everybody fire
Rord the sun is rising again
Words are getting higher
Everybody fire
Rord the sun is rising again