The sky is blueThe air is clearThe motor runs smoothThe beat hits my earMile after mileSmelling gasolineAlways with a smileIn a music machineOn road 303Driving to eternityOn road 303Driving to eternityOn the road to wisdom
The sky is blueThe air is clearThe motor runs smoothThe beat hits my earMile after mileSmelling gasolineAlways with a smileIn a music machineOn road 303Driving to eternityOn road 303Driving to eternityOn the road to wisdom