My Kingdom For A Car کے بول

I've found my freedom Her and I been flying down that highway of gold My shirtsleeves are rolled, my Colt 45 is cold. I go fast, till I'm going faster. Look how far we've come, look how far A car, a car, my kingdom for a car How I love the highway Picks me up and takes me whereever I please I race through the trees bring space to her knees I am master of all that's flying past me.