Go baby driver. Been drivin' on down the road. Oh, what a rider. Carryin' such a heavy load Don't ever need to know direction. Don't need no tow, food, gas, no more Go baby driver. Don't wanna
Easy driver, she's a wicked rider. She's smooth and she's skinny and she's probably mean. Easy driver, pull up beside her. Roll down the window on this fine machine Don't turn away, just give me a
understand. That we can do his best to. Bring you back down And we're just chasing sparks. We're just chasing those ancient sparks Said come to the garden. My sister, my wife. And I'll give you the finest
