Contextual Analysis of "in the fast lane" in Lyrics

my mind was running through the woods instead

one hundred miles an hour in my head

missing the moments

whoo

ah baby

ain't nothin' movin' slow

let's make lovin on the freeway

baby let's make lovin on the freeway

start

drivin fast 'broads'

you got to slow down while you can still see the miles

when you live with your demons long enough they seem like your friends

And these airplanes

And the push on through

living life

not that bad

i went from sittin' on the sidewalk

got a couple zig-zags

the grass is only greener when you water it

but i slow down when i'm fasting

and we moved into the fast lane

and even though we tried it

and we moved into the fast lane

and even though we tried it

if we read between the lines

in my rear view mirror i see our old life