James Taylor
Limousine Driver
Limousine driver, big Cadillac car
Rich and famous no matter who you are, you are
I seen a rock'n'roll rider, oh, I seen a cinema star
Won't you to roll down the road, roll down the road
Roll down the, roll down the road with me?
Want you to roll down the road, roll down the road
Roll down the, roll down the road with me?
Deep into the night, blue velvet plush
Cut glass crystal, I mean it means so much, so much
Long cool fingeroos, soft tenderloin touch
Won't you to roll down the road, roll down the road
Roll down the, roll down the road with me, little one?
Want you to roll down the road, roll down the road
Roll down the, roll down the road with me, yeah?
Roll down the road with me, yeah baby
City sidewalk, shining wet with rain
Run through the runthrough babe, I said, one more again
Run through the jungle, fetch a lady glove
Kicking off a bundle, go on and give it a shove
Speak up don't you mumble, oh, who do you love?
Won't you to roll down the road, roll down the road
Roll down the, roll down the road with me, catcher?
Want you to roll down the road, roll down the road
Roll down the, roll down the road with me?
Yeah yeah yeah I say yeah