The Embassy - Turn This Car Around lyrics

the dial on the dashboard never tells a lie we'll push her well past ninety-five the radio sings out a song that we all know (it's done to death by now) we're sick of early morning drives and counting time in exit signs we're tired, and we're ready to go home "just turn this car around," she says under her breath but she's been thinking this to death for anyone to voice objection at this hour must have forgotten why we left and we're the troubadours of the turnpike tonight remembered in the history books with broken smiles and dirty looks and time will serve us well tonight we're sick of early morning drives and counting time in exit signs we're tired, and we're ready to go home but what if memories we made could rise above these freeway lanes? well i, for one, would never let it go what if all the time we spent held eternal relevance? well i, for one, would never let it go