Original lyrics

EN

Driving in the fast lane next to me Pretty little face a Nirvana tee You reach for my hand I kiss your cheek Skinny little waist in those Levi jeans you tell me You're making me nervous You're making me Making me Making me nervous Driving in the fast lane next to me Sexy little smile that I love to see You reach for my hand I kiss your cheek You're a freaky little thing and we were meant to be You tell me You're making me nervous You're making me Making me Making me nervous I want to love you I want to love you I want to love you I want to love you Hold on We've been waiting so long Trying to get you back home I am speeding like a bullet Hold on We've been waiting so long Trying to get you back home I am speeding like a bullet Hold on So, so long Speeding like a bullet Hold on Trying to get you back home Speeding like a bullet