Well I went to bed in Memphis
And I woke up in Hollywood
I got a quarter
in my pocket
And Id call you if I could
But I dont know why
I gotta fly
I wanna rock and roll this party
I still wanna have some fun
I wanna leave you feeling breathless
Show you how the west was won
But I gotta fly
I gotta fly o


Like Steve McQueen
All I needs a fast machine
Im gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
Youll never catch me tonite o I aint takin shit off no one
Baby that was yesterday
Im an all American rebel
Making my big getaway
Yeah you know its time
I gotta fly



We got rockstars in the Whitehouse
All our popstars look like porn
All my heroes hit the highway
They dont hang out here no more
You can tell me on my cellphone
You can page me all night long
But you wont catch this freebird
Ill already be long gone
Like Steve McQueen
All we needs a fast machine
And were gonna make it all right