Keep Your Hands on the Wheel

I'm cruising through life with no blinders on

I'm trying for the line between right and wrong

But there's always something shaking wherever I go

And I'm always saying yes when I should say no

I said, "Come here sweet thing, let me show you how it feels"

She said, "Don't look at me and keep your hands on the wheel"

Keep your hands on the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel, on the wheel

Oh, there's one thing, I never understood

How can it be bad when it feels so good

How can I keep getting up, time and again

How come I loose 20 when I only stole ten

I said, "Come here sweet thing, let me show you how it feels"

She said, "Don't look at me and keep your hands on the wheel"

Keep your hands on the wheel

I got to get a grip

Keep your hands on the wheel

But you're playing with my stick

Keep your hands on the wheel

I can't help it if I slip

On the wheel, yeah, oh

Traffic's flying by and I'm starting to move

There's such a fine line between a rut and a groove

Oh, shocks

Keep your hands on the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel, on the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel

I got to get a grip

Keep your hands on the wheel

But you're playing with my stick

Keep your hands on the wheel

I know I got to shift

On the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel

I got to get a grip

Keep your hands on the wheel

But you're playing with my stick

Keep your hands on the wheel

I can't help it if I slip

On the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel

Oh baby, oh I'd rather be driving you

On the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel

Keep your hands on the wheel