Life in the fast lane Surely make make you lose your your mind Everything all the time He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome And she was terminally pretty She held him up up and he held her for ransom In the heart of the cold, cold city He had a nasty

Say it loud and clear For the whole wide world to hear I got the right To make make up my mind mind So turn up up the drum Yeah, we must have different shoes on We're marching to a different beat So baby put your your boots on Keep marching to a different beat

I wake up up in the mornin' and I'm all alone First you say you love me then you say you don’t Tell me that you're with it then you say you won't Can you make make your mind mind up? Please, I'm losin' my patience You know I'm losin' my patience, yeah Oh I hate that

Redefine yourself See it in your your mind This is all a game This is my fortune Well I see, because this is my window Your Your questions, with every move I make make So much time, I filled up up with answers To why my feet, will always hold their ground Need to be the

Oh, you got me open, don't ever let me go Say you're real out of your your block If you leave me you're out of your your mind My baby is a (ten) We dressing through the (nine) He pick me up up with (eight) Make Make me feel so lucky (seven) He kiss me in his (six) We be

You gotta love it You better own it And god knows it You gutta shu uh shove it I'm gonna make make things happen Goin' round n' round n' round... Any way you can feel it You shouldn't try to conceal it baby You got to make make up your your mind Any way I can steal it

You ain't gotta make make your mind mind up up right now You ain't gotta make make your mind mind up up Right now, don't rush, no pressure Don't rush, no pressure I'll be waiting for you You ain't gotta answer none of my calls I'm believing you'll pick up up one day I don't wanna

I’ma get up up in your your mind right now Make Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord I'ma bring it back to the basics Everything is fine, everything is so fine I wish you would, I

Can you see his silhouette? And I've got my mind mind, made up up this time 'Cause there's a menace in my bed Go on and light a cigarette, set a fire in my head Let's cause a little trouble Oh, you make make me feel so weak I bet you kiss your your knuckles Right before

Make Make out on the dance floor, take it too far Out the back door, leave an open tab When you look like that? And tell me how am I supposed to keep my hands to myself When you're making my mind mind wander somewhere else? It's on a one-way track when you look