Nhạc sĩ: Hal Blair, Don Robertson
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I took you home from a party and we kissed and burpedA few stolen kisses and no harm was doneInstead of stopping when we could we went right onTill suddenly we found that the brakes were goneOh, you belong to someone else and I do tooIt's just crazy being here with youLike a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seatGoing 90 miles an hour down a dead end streetGoing 90 miles an hour down a dead end streetGoing 90 miles an hour down a dead end streetI did not want to want you but now I have no choiceToo late to listen to that whining voiceAll I hear is thunder when two hearts beatGoing 90 miles an hour down a dead end streetGoing 90 miles an hour down a dead end streetGoing 90 miles an hour down a dead end streetOh yeahUh-huhOh yeah, yeahOh, your knocky took me long to meAnd you know that I could never be your ownYour lips on mineOh, the sweet, sweetWhy, what are we going to do?Well, there's signs a-flashing everywhereWe pay no heedInstead of slowing down the paceWe're picking up speedDisaster's getting closer every time we moveGoing 90 miles an hourDown a dead-end streetGoing 90 miles an hourDown a dead-end streetOh yeahGoing 90 miles an hourDown a dead-end streetDisaster's getting closer every time we makeGoing 90 miles an hourDown a dead-end streetGoing 90 miles an hour90 miles an hour down a dead end street