this is what livin' feels like

strawberry lips

sippin' on a stoli nip

stocked up on mohawk cigarettes

a carton to new york city

the rest a dollar a piece

pay my way on down the natchez trace to new orleans

i ain't getting any younger

i'm tired of feeling alone

i pay a smile to the prettiest sight

in my rearview the backlit city skyline

baby

this is what livin feels like!

coming up on houston

i think i'll bypass this town

johnny's got a spliff with my name on it

in austin where everybody's hip

honey

i guess so am i

all i want's a cowboy to lead me in some honky tonk dive

a juke joint jive like po' monkey's

through corn husks

red mud

making two lefts turns off highway 61

keeping this road hot until she drops

black top

in the back my finest bottle of scotch

top down in the valley

feeling alright" on stereo