My little girl Drive anywhere Do what you want I don't care Tonight I'm in the hands of fate I hand myself Over on a plate Oh little girl There are times when I feel I'd rather not be The one behind the wheel Come Pull my strings Watch me move I do anything Well if you ever plan to motor west Travel my way, take a highway, that's the best Get your kicks on Route Well it winds from Chicago to L.A. More than two thousand miles all the way Get your kicks on Route Sweet little girl I prefer You behind the wheel And me the passenger Drive I'm yours to keep Do what you want I'm going cheap Tonight You're behind the wheel You're behind the wheel Well it goes to St. Louie down to Missouri Oklahoma City looks - oh so pretty You'll see Amarillo, Gallup- New Mexico Flagstaff- Arazona, don't forget Wynona. Kingman, Bosco, San Bernadino If you get hip to this kind of tip Then you'll take that California trip Get your kicks on route Get your kicks on route Get your kicks on route You're behind the wheel You're behind the wheel You're behind the wheel
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