Does she know which way she's goin'
She's not sure which signs are slowing
With every mile she goes her audience is growing
Ride on - ride on
Ride on - ride on
Ride on - on...
She's sent them back to Indiana
'Cause there's just room for one companion
Maybe the two of them just couldn't understand her
Ride on - ride on
Ride on - ride on
Ride on - on...
And now she's queen of the hill, she's top of the heap
See her shifting her gears without missing a beat
I catch a glimpse as she speeds down my street
Ride on!
And now she's queen of the hill, she's top of the heap
See her shifting her gears without missing a beat
I catch a glimpse as she speeds down my street
Ride on - on!
Ride on - on!
Baby ride on and on, and on and on !
And on and on and on!
