West Coast hippie in a pickup truck Stickers all over the back Vanity plate that says live it live I bet you'd love to take it off the map You seem like a girl who sleeps under the stars Every single chance you get Wherever you end up is where you'll be You're looking for a little bit of company I can be your navigator I'll be on my best behavior I'll roll east, west, north, to south I'll roll, baby, break the good stuff out And I'll roll You're the kind of girl that only exists In a Kerouac paperback dream There's just enough room in your front seat For me to drop everything I just wanna read a couple highway signs Ain't got no tied down plans Ooh, I just wanna burn down a road I ain't ever been down Ooh, when the gas in the tank on my welcome runs out I'll roll, I ain't trying to crave for style I'll roll, give me just a few good miles I'll roll, I can just fade to black I'll roll, you can have your blue sky back I'll roll Ooh, wherever you end up is where you'll be Ooh, I'm just looking for a little bit of wild and free Can I roll? I'll roll I'll roll, I can be your navigator I'll roll, I'll be on my best behavior I'll roll east, west, north, to south I'll roll, baby, break the good stuff out And I'll roll, I ain't trying to crave for style I'll roll, baby, give me just a few good miles I'll roll, I can just fade to black I'll roll, you can have your blue sky back I'll roll I'll roll