Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

Let's be honest For my sake Stop slowing me down Stop holding me up And that's enough I'm never looking back I'm at it fast But what you lost was me

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

Around every highway, driveway, fast song, slow song on my radio At every party, dive bar, backseat in my car Sounds crazy I know But you just keep hanging around You got me living in a ghost town Girl I see you every road I go down Your memory of me

Well, get down woman, before I have to go. Well, slow down, baby, and gimme a little time. You know, ya hurt me with your bad mouth, An' I just don't want to know. If you want me hangin' 'round, Gotta give me some peace of mind. Oh, get down boy. Well,

We can leave the night on Girl, you got the beat right, killin' in your Levis High on your loving's got me buzzin' like a streetlight We'll find a road with no name, lay back in the slow lane We'll be rolling down the windows, I bet you we're catchin'

If I bet my heart on you Would I lose If I bet my heart on you (bet my heart on) I don't wanna slow down Won't you let me know now Would I lose, oh It's not time for conversation, no I don't want to complicate this for you And I leave them other girls

Can't slow down All my life I've been living in the fast lane I'm a rollin' freight train One more time Gotta start all over I'm a lone red rover How did it come to this Love is a polaroid

He just shot me and I dropped down to the floor He was shell-shocked and he claimed he didn't know He just watched my blood spill out and die slow Asked him would I survive? He shook his head no Mind on my murder, hey, mind on my murder Mind on my

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab