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Livin' easy, livin' free Season ticket on the highway ride
Askin' nothin', leave me be Takin' everything in my stride
Don't need reasons, don't need rhyme There ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
I'm goin' down this party time Yeah, my friends gonna leave it here
I'm on the highway to hell The highway to hell
No stop signs, speed limits Nobody gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, don't spin it Nobody gonna miss me around
Hey Satan, eat my beans Blend in this blue grass man
Hey mama, look at me I'm on the way
Now when I was a little boy At the age of five
I had something in my pocket I'm a tiny one
You know, baby
Here we go, quiet please, motor, music and action
All you pretty women
Standing in line
I can make a love to you, baby
In an hour's time
I'm down
I'm down
Hey
I'm on the highway
I'm on the highway
I'm on the highway
