Run, run with her t-
Run, run with her t-
Run, run with her t-
Run, run with her t-
Run, run with her t-
Run, run with her t-
Run, run with her t-
Run, run with her t-

Run run, with her top down, baby, she flies
Run run, with the fury of a saint in her eyes
Run run, ha-cha cha cha, baby, she goes
With dark hair and a gun smoking under her toes

Whoa
Whoa
Ride ride, pony, ride ride
Whoa
Whoa
Ride ride, pony, tonight

We can be strong, we can be strong
Out on this lonely road, on the road to love
We can be strong, we can be strong
Follow that unicorn on the road to love

I'm on the road
I'm on the road to love
I'm on the road
I'm on the road to love

She's just an American, riding a dream
When she's got a rainbow syrup in her heart that she bleeds
They don't care if your papers or your love is the law
She's a free soul burning roads, with a flag in her bra

Whoa
Whoa
Ride ride, pony, ride ride
Whoa
Whoa
Ride ride, pony, tonight

We can be strong, we can be strong
Out on this lonely road, on the road to love
We can be strong, we can be strong
Follow that unicorn on the road to love

I'm on the road
I'm on the road to love
I'm on the road
I'm on the road to love

Get your hot rods ready to rumble
'Cause we're gonna fall in love tonight
Get your hot rods ready to rumble
'Cause we're gonna drink until we die
Get your hot rods ready to rumble
'Cause we're gonna fall in love tonight

Two, three, four
Run run, with her top down, baby, she rides

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Brian Dong Ho Lee, Fernando Garibay, Paul Edward Blair, Stefani J. Germanotta