I came out of the factory wearing a shine |Now I've got a good coating of road dust|I've been on this road for a long, long time| I just move it along and don't make a fuss |Stay out of the ditch and on the right side of the line| I may be down a quart but in the engine we trust|I've got something here that works for me and I'm sticking with it. |'Cause I like it|Keep Driving, Keep Driving, |Keep Driving 'til the wheels fall off||Got my eye on the road, the accelerator steady|And my speed would not interest a cop |There's tread on the tires but the brakes are no hell|That's all right, 'cause I don't intend to stop|See, the point of this journey is to move it down the line|Just keep on rolling 'til I drop|I got something here that works for me and I'm sticking with it |'Cause I like it|Keep Driving, Keep Driving, |Keep Driving 'til the wheels fall off||Don't wanna take up a space on the lot; I'd rather keep the odometer spinning|I've got something here that works for me and I'm sticking with it |'cause it feels like winning |Driving, driving, driving |Keep Driving, Keep Driving, |Keep Driving 'til the wheels fall off|Not arriving, just driving; I'm going plenty fast enough|Juke-jiving; dumpster diving; Take it where the road gets rough|