Music To Drive By
When the Beach Boys come on I press the metal to the floor
Tina Turner has me shaking my car, all over the freeway.
Cher and Bette can get me to dancing, so I forget I am driving.
Johnny Cash, Willie and Elvis? I am singing at the top of my lungs.
Driving down the freeway at ninety-five; a cop car on my tail.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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