Driving South (Ch. Keller/ M. Keller/ J.-M. Peyer/ J. Beusch)

It was late at night on 101
I was heading for L.A.
The radio helped me
To keep the tiredness away
Driving south - on the freeway
I lad to fill up for gas
Was pulling to the side
There she stood and looked at me
Asked me for a ride
With eyes that wouldn't accept a no

She said hey buddy you won't regret
And threw away her cigarette
It was an encounter of the unbelievable kind
First she blew my soul
and then she blew my mind

The moon stood still
Over downtown L.A.
She asked me to stop the car
And the night took he away
She not even said a word of good bye

I would give anything
To see her again
Everytime I think of her
It causes me this pain
When I drive south - on the freeway