Lyrics

I’m on my way and I won’t be late
won’t be late
won’t pump my brakes
I’m on my way and I won’t be late
won’t be late
when I rev my -
better gas me up
when you feel your mouth screaming my name again don’t stop
When I shift my -
better press my clutch
I can feel your drift away
is it too much?
when I leave a trail of smoke
better close your mouth
talking pedal to the floor
leave the windows down
another joy ride
in the fast lane
at the speed of sound
you see me
then I’m gone
yeah I get around
I’m on my way and I won’t be late
won’t be late
won’t pump my brakes
I’m on my way and I won’t be late
won’t be late
 better gas me up
don’t stop
better press my clutch
I’m gunna have to circle back round again
I got the urge and I know that you’re feeling it
I know you’re feeling it
baby just take a hit
body’s a joyride and I wanna ride on it
when I leave a trail of smoke
better close your mouth
talking pedal to the floor
leave the windows down
another joy ride
in the fast lane
at the speed of sound
you see me
then I’m gone
yeah I get around
I’m on my way and I won’t be late
won’t be late
won’t pump my brakes
I’m on my way and I won’t be late
won’t be late
when I leave a trail of smoke
better close your mouth
talking pedal to the floor
leave the windows down
another joy ride
in the fast lane
at the speed of sound
you see me
then I’m gone
yeah I get around
Written by: Alex Laudani, Emilia Hilgers
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