It's just a gut feeling
I've got to be leaving
I'll take my car
And I'll see the stars
In my car, well I won't need you
Or anything
Twist the key, lurch forward
Unsatisfied urge for
To take too far
And I'll see the stars
In my car, well I won't need you
Or anything
I'll take my car
And I'll see the stars
In my car, well I won't need you
Or anything
I scare too easy when I pump the gas
And go too fast, help me
I don't like running, I just like to hide
Behind the glass, help me
Turn the wheel, sharp right and
Fell right out of sight, man
It's au revoir
And I'll see the stars
In my car, well I won't need you
