Lisa Loeb - Too Fast Driving - Sözleri

Driving I was...thinking You're my flat tire And too fast driving Too late at night in the pitch black, out of sight Driving I was...thinking And too fast driving  You're my flat tire  And too fast driving Not a blow out, but a screeching halt, lots of ice, no salt And too fast driving And too fast driving And too fast driving Don't want to think about how much, and what's the limit  Don't want to think about the limit and am I in it Am I in it? Am I in it? Am I in it?  Am I in it? Driving I was...thinking  You're my flat tire You're reckless, you're spinning out You're gonna crash, you're stupid loud And too fast driving And too fast driving And too fast driving

														   

														   



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