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ride on baby ride on
Does she know which way she's goin' She's not sure which signs are slowing With every mile she goes her audience is growing  Ride on - ride on Ride on - ride on Ride on - on...  She's sent them back to Indiana 'Cause there's just room for one companion Maybe the two of them just couldn't understand her  Ride on - ride on Ride on - ride on Ride on - on...  And now she's queen of the hill, she's top of the heap See her shifting her gears without missing a beat I catch a glimpse as she speeds down my street Ride on!  And now she's queen of the hill, she's top of the heap See her shifting her gears without missing a beat I catch a glimpse as she speeds down my street  Ride on - on! Ride on - on! Baby ride on and on, and on and on ! And on and on and on!