(Donny Lowery/Craig Wiseman)

Some people say there's no American dream
I hear them talking but they don't say a thing
I still believe you've got to give it to get
Baptize your every aspiration in sweat
I vow my head each night and roll up my sleeves
'Cause buddy it's a long hard road to Easy Street
Where all the cars go

Fast, fast, fast
When you step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great big house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Givin' me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known

Is that asking too much
Am I over the line
Am I way out of touch
Tell me am I losing my mind
I know I won't never get enough
Is that asking too much

I've never been accused of dreaming too small
I never saw no shame in wanting it all
I guess that's just the curse of being born poor
No matter what you got you always want more
Everybody wants a lot, a little inside
I'm not the only one with hungry eyes
That wants a car that goes

Fast, fast, fast
When you step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great bid house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man, givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known

Is that asking too much
Am I over the line
Am I way out of touch
Tell me am I losing my mind
I know I won't never get enough
Is that asking too much

I just wanna go fast, fast, fast
When I step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great big house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known
When I step on the gas, gas, gas
You know I wanna go fast, fast, fast
Nobody better ever pass me up going down the road
I gotta build me a house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man, givin' me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known
Now is that asking too much