Drivin' down that highway 

In my automobile 

Drivin', drivin', drivin' 

Got both hands on the wheel 

Got my eyes on the road 

Dustin' off white lines 

The man's got his eye on me 

And that's in invasion of my privacy 

It's our last form of sanctuary 

Behind blacked out glass 

Say, who's that in there? 

That boy's drivin' much too fast 

Yeah, and he's got some real fine wheels out there 

I bet you paid through the nose 

Yeah, they're checkin' up on me 

And that's an invasion of my privacy 

Yeah, drive 

Yeah, out in the streets--no privacy 

In my own bedroom--no privacy 

On the telephone--no privacy 

In the back of my car--no privacy 

I can't get no 

I can't give me no 

I can't give me no privacy 

Drivin', drivin', drivin', 

Got my troubles on hold 

Just drivin' down that highway 

My fossil fuel's good as gold 

I'm lookin for that long lost road 

No sign of man, no sign of life 

Where you can't catch me 

To invade upon my privacy 

Oh--you can't catch me 

And invade upon my privacy 

Drive, drive, drive 

Privacy, sanctuary 

Drive, drive, drive, drive 

Privacy, sanctuary 

Drive, drive, drive, drive