Pit Stop - Take Me Home

I was driving in my car, late at night all alone
 Then he stopped me, asked me for a ride
 There you were on your own
 Now ask me why do I feel my heart's on fire
 Ask me why do I feel this strange desire
 Ask me why do I feel like I'm falling, I'm falling
 Take me home
 What a wonderful way to go
 Take me home
 What a wonderful way to go Licking your greasy spoon, jukebox playing my tune
 Making out in your room, blowing up your balloon
 Playing you like a bassoon but if I only knew
 Where we were driving to, I wouldn't have let you fill my tank
 I pulled in to your truck stop
 And I'm sleeping on the asphalt eighteen
 Wheelin' and siphon gas and I'm feeling you're my big 10-4
 Now ask me why do I feel my heart's on fire
 Ask me why do I feel this strange desire
 Ask me why do I feel like I'm falling, falling
 Take me home
 What a wonderful way to go
 Take me home
 What a wonderful way to go
 Take me home
 What a wonderful way to go
 Take me home
 What a wonderful way to go
 Take me home
 What a wonderful