Lyrics

I see her singing to the radio In the little blue bugs and the mighty big-rigs Sometimes she's talking to her boss on the phone "I'm going to be late, I've got something important to do." Sometimes she's moving fast, sometimes at a crawl And her hair is different from car to car And I think of all the things that I will do for her To make her life a little better, to make her feel calm I make love, I make love I make love with every woman on the freeway I ease the tension of a sleepless night A hard day at the office or spousal strife Sometimes she sighs and closes her eyes Sometimes she makes me go just a little bit faster I make love, I make love I make love with every woman on the freeway