When I was young I was free to go I didn't need nobody I just traveled alone I packed up a few things and slip off into the night 'Cause everywhere I go These days my baby drives
My baby drives me to church on sundays Takes me to see my mama every other Monday Some might say I'm the luckiest man alive, mm 'Cause everywhere I go These days my baby drives
I don't ask 'Cause I know she won't let me drive I don't care I don't mind just as long as she lets me ride, now now
Sitting here waiting for the whistle to blow I'm coming early so I'm raring to go I can hear my baby pulling up outside Everywhere I go These days my baby drives
