Woorden: Elvis Hitler. Supersadomasochisticexpialidocious. Open Road.

I'm a singer
I sing songs



Piled into our big black van


And the we drove it all across this land


Playing music that was big and loud
The open road is what it's all about
Walking the streets of Athens, Georgia



I passed a phone and thought I'd call you
I miss you baby, really miss you a lot


Your hugs and kisses get me hot, hot, hot



Cheap thrills but not cheap girls

We're just swine before the pearls


I'm getting homesick and I just found out
The open road is what it's all about




we piled into our big black van
We played our music it was big and loud
That we had driven all across this land


The open road is what it's all about