Ninety Miles an Hour Songtext
von John Berry
Ninety Miles an Hour Songtext
I took you home from a party and we kissed and burned
A few stolen kisses and no harm was done
Instead of stopping when we could, we went right on
′Til suddenly we found that the brakes
were gone
Oh, you belong to someone else and I do too
It's just crazy bein′ here with you
Like a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seat
Goin' Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin' Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
I did not want to want you but now I have no choice
Too late to listen to that whining voice
All I hear is thunder when two hearts beat
Goin′ Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin′ Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Oh, you're not free to belong to me
And you know that I could never be your own
But your lips on mine
Oh, the sweet, sweet wine
What are we going to do
Warning signs are flashing everywhere, we pay no heed
Instead of slowing down the pace, we′re picking up speed
Disaster's getting closer everytime we meet
Goin′ Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin' Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin′ Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin' Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
A few stolen kisses and no harm was done
Instead of stopping when we could, we went right on
′Til suddenly we found that the brakes
were gone
Oh, you belong to someone else and I do too
It's just crazy bein′ here with you
Like a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seat
Goin' Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin' Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
I did not want to want you but now I have no choice
Too late to listen to that whining voice
All I hear is thunder when two hearts beat
Goin′ Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin′ Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Oh, you're not free to belong to me
And you know that I could never be your own
But your lips on mine
Oh, the sweet, sweet wine
What are we going to do
Warning signs are flashing everywhere, we pay no heed
Instead of slowing down the pace, we′re picking up speed
Disaster's getting closer everytime we meet
Goin′ Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin' Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin′ Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
Goin' Ninety Miles An Hour down a dead end street
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