What Would You Say

Where did you come from
What do you want from me
Hit that snare brum.

Kick the ground running
Whose are these feelings coming over me
Don't you call me
When I'm on the road, road, road, road, road
When I'm on the when I'm on the road.

You don't need me
That's pure fantasy
May be delightful
But also frightful
I live freely
Almost completely
So don't you want me
When I'm about to go, go, go, go, go
When I'm about to go, When I'm about to go.

Before I go, go, go, go, go
Gonna hit the road, gonna hit the road.

I'm no heiress
He could care less
My hair's a mess and
I'm not embarrassed
The one I live for
The men I adore
And keeps me comin back for more.

He's the road, road, road, road, road.

We clould be safer combined
Oh how our feelings don't lie
Escaping the corners of My mind
So more of you can stay inside.

With me on the road, road, road, road, road
Gonna hit the road, gonna hit the road
On and on it goes, gonna hit the road
On and on I go.