Marit Bergman
"Highway To Hell"

Living easy, Living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
There ain't nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too

I'm on a highway to hell, Highway to hell, I'm on highway to hell
Don't stop me

No more stop signs, speed limits
Nobody is gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobody's gonna mess me around
Hey Satan! Paid my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey Momma! Look at me
I'm on my way to the Promised Land

I'm on the highway to hell, I'm on a highway to hell, I'm on a highway to hell
Oh don't stop me

And I'm going down, all the way down, I'm going down, all the way down

I'm on the Highway to Hell, I'm on the highway to hell, I'm on a highway to hell.
Oh don't stop me, don't you stop me, you can't stop me