| Skid marks, charred cars
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| Litter the road to no good
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| Sign says, «Turn back»
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| I know I would if I could
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| Downhill, brakes gone turning, my knuckles all white
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| This girl she’s trouble makes you hold on for dear life
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| In the dark a siren screams
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| As nightmare wakes you from the dream
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| Flirting with disaster, playing with fire
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| She’s more than I can master 'cause I’m a slave to desire
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| Shouldn’t go no faster, I’m tempting fate
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| I know flirting with disaster
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| What a way to go, way to go, way to go Her kiss sheer bliss, one’s enough to put you in shock
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| Her hips launch ships send 'em right on to the rocks
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| Too late, the first mate just cut the anchor
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| She couldn’t wait heave ho-here goes
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| In the eye of the hurricane
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| The thrill is always worth the pain
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| Flirting with disaster-playing with fire
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| She’s more than I can master 'cause I’m a slave to desire
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| Shouldn’t go no faster, I’m tempting fate
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| I know flirting with disaster
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| What a way to go, way to go, way to go Strike the match
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| Light the fuse
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| Blow the hatch
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| Feel the bruise
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| Paradise or suicide
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| You might as well enjoy the ride |