Lyrics

My Baby's up the valley on a highway nasty mean
An endless line of wrecks is Killer Highway 17

Baby sent a text
She said be home when witches fly
We've got a deep desire
That we gotta satisfy

Black and yellow stripes
Hummin' like a Bumble Bee
Cuz I gotta see my Babe
Up Killer highway 17

Got no phone connector
So I tune the radio
To Dirty Rock and Roll
As I thunder up the road

Heat meets rubber
Makes it stick like glue
I pass on double yellows
Cuz I gotta get to you

Yellow black stripes
Hummin' like a Bumble Bee
Cuz I gotta see my Babe up
Killer highway 17

I see your lights in my mirror
Sorry Copper, not tonight
Pedal to the metal
And you fade away behind

Speed cameras won't catch me
I'm gonna be blunt
Quebec plates on the rear
With Manitoba on the front

67 Z
Hummin' like a Bumble Bee
Drive into the setting sun
Up Killer Highway 17

The seven and The 417
Each has their own style
But only 17 has
Killer mile after mile

I pass the Widow Maker
Not afraid of Dead Man's Curve
Thinking of my baby
I could never lose my nerve

Dash board lights
Tonight or for Eternity
Cuz I gotta see my Babe up
Killer Highway 17