I don’t
Play
The
Radio
In
My
Car,
I become
The
Star,
And
Sing.
Racing
Along
The
Highway
North
To
Santa
Fe,
It’s
Just
What
I need
At
Top
Speed.
Once,
I sang
For
Pay,
In
A
City
Far
Away,
But
This
Year,
I sing
Where
No
One
Can
Hear.
I’m
Free,
It
Still
Sounds
Good
To
Me,
And
I’m
Always
On
Key.