Driving down that Road, looking left and right
See that special might
We're heading for the border, some order, in our Star Chart
Cruising down the interstate we met a Space Spirit called Fate
And he said SON you got to turn around - on one, two, three and FOUR
So come on Sam and take me down that NASA Road again
And we lift off from the Interstate
I dodge and I swerve cause I don't wanna be late
And I know, we will soon turn around.
To the State, State of Mind
Won't you be so kind
The state of Texas
We cruise on in search of our Star
So tell me, could you wish that far - to that Lonesome Star
And could you drive - in your car - that far?