Travelling Song

Travelling Song - Quantic/Alice Russell/The Combo Bárbaro

Sitting behind the front wheel

Got my man beside me too

Hey baby we're going home

Hey baby we're going home

I don't mind a drizzling rain

Inside it is warm and dry

Hey baby we're going home

Hey baby we're going home

So faster baby let's go

Racing on through the night

Hey baby we're going home

Now baby we're going home

Baby when we get there

I'll do everything for you

Hey baby were be back home

Yes baby we'll be back home

Ohh yeah

We're going home

And all our hope has went down

It stopped on this old highway

Because baby we must get home

No baby we must get home

Don't mind telling you boy

A police man will do us no good

And a jailhouse will be our home

A jailhouse will be our home

So faster baby let's go

Racing on through the night

Hey baby we're going home

Hey baby we're going home

We're going

Going our home

Going home

Going home

Going home

Yes baby

Going back home

Going back home

Going back home

Going back home

Going back home

Going back home

Baby baby

Going home