Transcribed by Rob Bowman 
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Intro: 
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Verse: 
You don't like it when I'm angy 
You don't like it when I'm blue 
You don't like it when I laugh at you 
Oh come on baby 
You know my love is true 
I just need somewhere to talk to you 
Let's get out on the highway 
And leave this town 
Before the walls come crashin' down 
Oh come on baby 
You know my love is true 
I just need somewhere to talk to you 
It's times like this 
Oh that we both miss 
We had a big old American car 
To eat up the miles 
Oh we'll laugh and smile 
On our way to a sky with star-ah-ah-ah-ah-ars, Yeah 
Verse: 
Let's leave all the troubles 
In this gloom 
And let's find ourselves in a hotel room 
Oh come on baby, and just grab some cash 
Put the radar detector on the dash 
(Chorus) 
Oh it don't matter 
Oh that we don't have 
That big old American car 
We'll give this mobile, our country feel 
On our way to a sky with star-ah-ah-ah-ah-ars, Yeah 
Woe ho, Yeah, Woe ho, Oh yeah, ...etc, Fade out, playing into over and over