Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Baby you're much too fast...

I guess I shoulda known by the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn't last

See you're the kinda person that believes in makin' out once
Love 'em and leave 'em fast

I guess I must be dumb
'Cuz you had a pocket full of horses
Trojan and some of them used

But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it all right
And you say what have I got to lose? And honey I say

Little red corvette
Baby you're much too fast
Little red corvette
You need a love that's gonna last

...

A body like yours (A body like yours)
Oughta be in jail (Oughta be in jail)
'Cuz it's on the verge of bein' obscene ('Cuz it's on the verge) (of bein' obscene)
Move over baby, gimme the keys (Move over baby, gimme the keys)
I'm gonna try to tame your (I'm gonna try to tame)
little red love machine (your little red love machine)

Little red corvette
Baby you're much too fast
Little red corvette
you need to find a love that's gonna last

...

&cetera

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