Bluesmobile
©Robin O’Herin 2005

CHORUS
I love my bluesmobile.
I like the way that she makes me feel.
Look out when I’m behind the wheel,
Of my bluesmobile.

I.
When I’m cruisin’ on down the road.
To a gig or got no place to go.
All I need is one green light.
Look out darlin’ I’m out of sight. Yeah.
II.
My cruiserr hates to stay at home.
You know she’s only happy on the open road.
She’s got the moves, baby she’s got class,
All she needs is a tank full of gas.

CHORUS
I love my cruisemobile.
I like the way that she makes me feel.
Look out when I’m behind the wheel,
Of my cruisemobile.

III.
My cruiser’s got a mind of her own
You know she drives herself I swear she knows the way home.
Locks the doors, when she’s all alone,
My cruisemobile.

IV.
Pure fun, and metal encased,
Hey Girls, she’s got lots of closet space.
Hey Baby, do you want to race.
My bluesmobile.

TAG
Open Road. Here I go.
Open Road.
Well I’m booked and I gotta go.