Got It Made

There's no time for a suitcase,

Just grab a quick change of clothes

You ask 'Where we goin' now, honey?'

Well, I'd tell you but nobody knows.



So sneak out the back door

'Cause you know they'll try to make you stay

And make sure you've got a seatbelt on

'Cause we're heading for the interstate



We're having the best time, living the fast life

Thinking we're just too damn young to die.

Ain't waiting for next time to see all the bright lights, to see it all.



We'll drive in the fast lane out on the freeway

Tell us to slow down starts a car chase

As long as we've got each other we've got it made



Pulled over to the side of the road,

Goin' skinny dipping in the dark

Must've left the radio on

We had to push the car to get it to start



Cruisin' down on sunset

Then went racing up Mulholland Drive

There we stopped at the top of the world

O', I never felt so alive



Now we're running on empty

We've got no place to go

We've been sleeping in the back seat

Just waiting for the sun to show



Low on cash, the tape deck's broke

Thinking of heading home

But I can tell by the smile on your face

We've still got miles to go.