I'd like to slow down long enough
To call the girl I'm dreaming of
But too much highway's stretching out ahead
'Cause like the wind that's blowing free
There's something wild inside of me
That keeps me moving down the road instead

And I'm driving through life in the fast lane
Another day chasing my dreams
Fantasy and confusion, it's all an illusion
But the fire inside me is burning
The wheels just keep on turning
Searching for just what I can't explain
As long as there's a rainbow
And answers that I don't know
I'll be driving through life in the fast lane

Ooh-ooh-ooh...

It get hard to read the signs
Or count the little yellow lines
That flash by like her picture in my mind
I've said so many sad goodbyes
I've quit asking myself why
Or if what's up ahead's as good
As what I've left behind

And I'm driving through life in the fast lane
Another day chasing my dreams
Fantasy and confusion, it's all an illusion
But the fire inside me is burning
The wheels just keep on turning
Searching for just what I can't explain
As long as there's a rainbow
And answers that I don't know
I'll be driving through life in the fast lane

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...
I'm driving, driving

Yeah, I'm driving through life in the fast lane
Another day chasing my dreams
Fantasy and confusion, it's all an illusion
But the fire inside me is burning
The wheels just keep on turning
Searching for just what I can't explain
As long as there's a rainbow
And there's answers that I don't know
I'll be driving through life in the fast

Driving through life in the fast lane
Another day chasing my dreams
Fantasy and confusion, it's all an illusion
But the fire inside me is burning
The wheels just keep on turning
Searching for just what I can't explain
As long as there's a rainbow
And answers that I don't know
I'll be driving through life in the fast

Driving through life in the fast lane...

Smokey Robinson

Arguably the greatest songwriter of the latter half of the 20th century, Robinson’s timeless creations for Motown, both for his own group and for other artists, provided the ultimate example of what a pop song can be. From The Beatles to Bob Dylan, the rest of the 60s followed in his wake

As if that wasn’t enough, he created a whole new genre in the mid-70s with “quiet storm”, a radio format named after one of his songs. He continues writing and performing today.