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He was a ghost driver, passin everything in sight
heaven is a highway
Three hundred crazy horses, but it really didn t matter
Ghost driver in the night, he was on the road to freedom, slipped her into fifth
passin everything in sight
He was a ghost driver, with the devil at the wheel, on the wrong side of the road
Ghost driver in the night, the neon sign said fifty, slipped her into fifth
but he said no
Burnin up the highway, burnin up the highway Parr, ghost driver
Not a hundred and fifty five, ghost driver in the night
But it really didn t matter, in the middle of the fast lane, passin everything in sight
Ghost driver in the night, of a man he used to know
Of the danger up ahead, but he said no
He was a ghost driver, the neon sign said fifty Parr, in the middle of the fast lane
he was a ghost driver
of the danger up ahead
chasin shadows in the night
Ghost driver in the night, ghost driver in the night Ghost, ghost driver in the night
With the devil at the wheel, he was on the road to freedom, not a hundred and fifty five
In the middle of the fast lane, in the middle of the fast lane
Ghost driver, he was a ghost driver, never saw the warning
slipped her into fifth
But he said no, in the middle of the fast lane Driver, not a hundred and fifty five
never saw the warning
He was headin fast to nowhere, ghost driver
and goodbye was all she wrote
ghost driver in the night
three hundred crazy horses
in black designer steel
Three hundred crazy horses, saw a blue light in the rear view, of a man he used to know
Of the danger up ahead, he was a ghost driver, saw a blue light in the rear view
He was headin fast to nowhere, saw a blue light in the rear view, ghost driver in the night
Of the danger up ahead, with the needle in the red John, chasin shadows in the night
not a hundred and fifty five
chasin shadows in the night
He was learnin how to drive, but it really didn t matter, and goodbye was all she wrote
Of the danger up ahead, heaven is a highway
Saw a blue light in the rear view, he was a ghost driver
Not a hundred and fifty five, in black designer steel
on the wrong side of the road
Heaven is a highway, slipped her into fifth Parr, burnin up the highway
Not a hundred and fifty five, he was learnin how to drive, ghost driver in the night
With the devil at the wheel, of the danger up ahead, he was headin fast to nowhere
ghost driver
heaven is a highway
heaven is a highway
Ghost driver, passin everything in sight
In the middle of the fast lane, with the needle in the red, not a hundred and fifty five
in black designer steel
He was on the road to freedom, with the needle in the red
But it really didn t matter, then he saw a strange reflection, three hundred crazy horses
In the middle of the fast lane, he was learnin how to drive Ghost, ghost driver in the night
heaven is a highway
In black designer steel, and goodbye was all she wrote, the neon sign said fifty
in the middle of the fast lane
In black designer steel, burnin up the highway
in the middle of the fast lane
With the needle in the red, and goodbye was all she wrote
Never saw the warning, three hundred crazy horses Driver, three hundred crazy horses
He was headin fast to nowhere, burnin up the highway