Lyrics:
Stealing liquor
Singing train track blues
Train track blues
It was like
Outer space
Off my face
Lost our way
But finding it
Wanna play
The videotape
Freeze
brought up?
I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort
Or even a four-track recorder
So it's only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche
niggas keep talkin'
All you high paid niggas stay fly
I'ma slide left, fly right on by
I'ma do it on the boulevard
Fast bitches, fast cars and stars
to a couple standing in
The snow
Suddenly the trees were flashing by us
Clouds reflecting fast across your eyes
We turned into a frozen meadow
never saw the ground
By Christmas day, Santa's sleigh never made it to town
Then all at once they heard that mighty whistle blow (ha ha)
The ground
Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed
You look so cute, cute, cute, cute
Little red caboose behind the train
Speeding by so fast, fast, fast, fast
Always the last, last, last, last
You look so cute, cute, cute, cute
Little red caboose behind the train
Speeding by so fast, fast, fast, fast
Always the last, last, last, last
waitin' on the track. The man, he hollered, "Go!"
Long John runnin' fast, Lord, Molly runnin' slow. Molly runnin' slow.
Long John said to Molly, "Take
ways to go fast
I want a push-up bra, I want some satin sheets
Give me some real rich food, I want some succulent sweets
I want you by my side,
Fast fast do the fast
Whoooo
Skipping by the sidewalk
stepping off the brake
Racing by the speed track
As we accelerate
Whoooo nothing lasts if you
famous
I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track, yeah, I'm on to a winner
I don't know what's right and what's real
Jamaica slide by
Slide down now
Slide up now
To the right
To the left
Now bounce
Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It's bobsled time
Run the track
the tracks
Don't cross the tracks
You make a move, it's gonna make a mess
So you set your foot down by the stone
You might think you're fast but I don't think
Can't hear your voice
As it used to be
Cause it's gone out to sea
It's just a memory
Things happen so fast
And I can't keep track
When I'm by
never seen days go by so fast
A little more sand falling through the glass
She was hot as July and sweet as sunshine
Oh, she could've been mine
But
Yeah, fast track
Going back
Pick up the train
Start to leave your lane
Yeah, fast track
Going back
So slow your pace
It's not a race
Chill it down
It
Well in 1941 a happy father had a son
And by 1944 the father walked right out the door
And in '45, the mom and son were still alive
But who could
burnin' up the track
Like a shootin' star through the summer black
Years were flyin' by in a flash
Watchin' the future become the past
Lightnin' fast
My dad ran station by the railroad track
Half his life he spent on his back
Underneath a car
Lord he worked so hard
In that tiny town
They say
Well in 1941 a happy father had a son
And by 1944 the father walked right out the door
And in '45 the mom and son were still alive
But who could
famous
I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track, yeah, I'm on to a winner
I don't know what's right and what's real
get dark only
To shine
And I'll light up the sky
Stars that burn the brightest
Fall so fast and pass you by
Puff like empty lighters
I feel numb
hurt, no one gets it
But I must say you're
Not that complicated
You walk by, hands in your pockets
We lock eyes across the hallway
Nothings there, you
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