I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where

Five fingers to the face You know I flaunt cha, cause' girl I really want cha And you looking nice, got me cooler than a bag of ice Now freeze, freeze, freeze, now go Drop it fast and move it real slow, oh! What, you smell so fruity I'm a pirate and

Sensual seduction I'm gonna take my time She gon' get hers before I I'm gonna take it slow I'm not gonna rush the stroll Is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets And go back to sleep, sleep, sleep 'Cause we done got a So she can get a sensual seduction

'Cause it hurts when you hurt somebody Hold me close and I won't leave So much to say but I don't speak And I hate that I let you stop me Taking it slowly I'm afraid to be lonely Nobody told me It's harder than I thought to tell the truth It's gonna

Boat to an island on the wall Shooting season's open To be aware Future singing in the field A hand striking in slow motion To care, or not to care To be there In the distant and uncertain In an old Iberian hotel room

Gently my mind escapes into the relaxing mode of pleasure A pleasure that will take my mind off the reality of life My past life Life as I know it know And whatever may come it slowly disappears To somewhere in the back of my mind It will remain there

I won't fall in Love with falling I will try to avoid I don't fall slow like I used to I fall straight down You've stolen my air catcher That kept me safe and sound

Come talk to me Come on, come talk to me I did not come to steal This all is so unreal Now come on, come talk to me The wretched desert takes its form The jackal proud and tight In search of you I feel my way Through slowest heaving night

Murderer Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest I remember so they want to murder RA 'Cause I got knowledge of self Unoheal, Unoheal (Rock a bet) Who want low boats of keys from overseas Then put it in the streets and spread like a

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about