| I'm travelin' in my car, | |
| I call my automobile, | |
| Something's sayin', boy you got to go on. | |
| I'm feelin' overdrive, you're sittin' at my side. | |
| Can you hear my wheels begin to squeal ? | |
| I can't go no more, | |
| My foot's to the floor. | |
| We'll be lucky to get out alive, | |
| In overdrive, in overdrive. | |
| I'm feelin' overdrive, you're sittin' at my side. | |
| Can you hear my wheels begin to burn ? | |
| I got my foot to the floor, | |
| My hands on your clutch. | |
| I'm gonna make my pistons pump, | |
| Right through the roof. | |
| I can't go no more, | |
| My foot's to the floor. | |
| We'll be lucky to get out alive, | |
| In overdrive, in overdrive. | |
| I can't go no more, | |
| My foot's to the floor. | |
| We'll be lucky to get out alive. | |
| In overdrive, in overdrive. | |
| Yeah, come on. | |
| Oh, hit the highway, | |
| And don't look back. | |
| Ah, can you feel my hot rod? | |
| Oh yeah, oh yeah, come on. | |
| Oh shake me, yeah, come on. | |
| I'm in overdrive, look out, look out |