I wanna go ahead, until Ijust run out of gas.I wanna beat the
roadwith four - wheel thunder.There’s a Cadillac dealerin Kansas
city counting money,and the highway patrol ain’t going
nowhere!Don’t say no, don’t make me grieve.Don’t say no, you
gotta feel the breeze.On a clear night moonlight,you and me and
the carunder a thousand stars,that’s all the magic we need.So,
don’t you go turnin’ my dreaminto a nightmare.C’mon, let’s ride
right out of here!Imagine you and I, leavin’ it all behind.Find
another world beyond the turnpike,there’ll be lots of people
uptight,maybe some f.b.I.And your daddy screaming bloody
murder.Don’t say no, don’t make me grieve.Don’t say no, you
gotta feel the breeze.Picture the two of us!We’re so happy, so
much in love,you know how the story goes:at the end of the
rainbow,there’s a bag of gold.