| You wonder why you drive me crazy
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| You don’t watch the road signs baby
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| You never learned to stop at the light
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| You wonder why I get so uptight
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| The way you drive your automobile
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| You’re the most dangerous thing on wheels
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| The way those wheels burn up the road
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| It’s a wonder that they don’t explode
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| Babe you’re a reckless driver
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| Bound to be buried with your pride
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| & I’ll be the sole survivor
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| Cause on the day you take your final ride
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| I won’t be there by your side
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| Come rain, come hail, come sleet, come snow
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| You don’t like to drive too slow
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| You’re always in the passing lane
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| It’s enough to drive me out of my brain
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| And so I wanna tell you right now
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| If you don’t get some sense somehow
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| Those wheels will get you nowhere fast
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| & your next ride may be your last
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| Those mountain roads are narrow & steep
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| But you like to drive them in your sleep
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| The hand on the meter gets hot & sweaty
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| Sayin 85 & risin steady
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| Now some damn fool he’s tryin to pass
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| But you’re so cool you step on the gas
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| Now I must say babe you got nerve
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| Doin 99 around that curve |