I can't get no satisfaction I have tried, I have tried We gotta have it, we gotta have it I can't get me no, ha-ha And I can't get no, uh, now When I'm driving in my car And the man come on the radio Keep a-tellin' me more and more About that useless

What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh In your head I'm packin' up my shit, as much shit in the car as I can fit And I'm just drivin' as far as I can get Away from these problems 'til all of my

I can get no satisfaction I have tried, I have tried We gotta have it, we gotta have it I can't get me no, ha, ha I can't get no, uh, now When I'm driving in my car And the man talks on the radio Keep tellin' me more and more About that useless

And I'm standing here right outside your door And I don't think that my heart could take much more Scared of breaking up again And I just want it to be like it was before Cause I don't think that my heart could take much more Drivin' in my car Words

Jesus, take the wheel So give me one more chance Take it from my hands 'Cause I can't do this on my own I'm letting go She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati on a snow white Christmas Eve Going home to see her mama and her daddy with the

She's got a ticket to ride But she don't care She ought to do right by me My baby don't care, my baby don't care I think I'm gonna be sad The girl that's driving me mad She said that living with me For she would never be free When I was around

I can't get no satisfaction I have tried, I have tried We gotta have it, we gotta have it I can't get me no, ha-ha And I can't get no, uh, now When I'm driving in my car And the man come on the radio Keep a-tellin' me more and more About that useless

Got a new way of driving Come ride in this car with me We'll ride in the mornin' Put your ? clothes in my ? Well we'll ride in the mornin' Come on baby in this car with me I'll ride you so easy Bring back your memory I ride so you bring back your memory

Somewhere with you Laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah Driving around on a Saturday night You made fun of me for singing my song Got a hotel room just to turn you on You said pick me up at three a.m. You're fighting with your mom again I can go out

Maybe I can talk you down Cos if you go, I go We're standing on a tiny ledge Before this goes over the edge Gonna use my heart and not my head Just a cigarette gone So I'm driving in my car where I hope you are And try to open up your eyes This is