Story Behind the Song
Stoned...
Had Nothing Else To Do...
Need We Say More...
No.
Lyrics
Cruisin, Just Cruisin, Just Cruisin, Just CRUISIN...
Pedal To The Metal Yea Im Feelin Alright,
doin 180 not a cop in sight,
Sun is up not a cloud in the sky,
its days like this that make me never wanna die!...
Cruisin, Just Cruisin, Just Cruisin, Just CRUISIN...
The Smell of burnin rubber just brightens my day, i know its just goin all my way,
light another smoke while im shiftin up a gear, a real road hog has nothin to fear...
Cruisin, Just Cruisin, Just Cruisin, Just CRUISIN...
gibberish... Yea...
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