Cigarette butts and a tequila bottle Some pretty little thing that I don't know She was hot to trot, and ready to go when she saw my tour bus had a hot tub and a stripper pole
Private planes, public shames, sex drugs, and rock & roll I know I'm going nowhere fast 'cause I never go nowhere slow
From the back of a cop car to the penthouse suite A hot trail of trouble showing where I been My mugshot on the cover of the rolling stone And platinum records on the ceiling of my limousine
I'm the same son a bitch in London, New York City, and Tokyo I know I'm going nowhere fast 'cause I never go nowhere slow
Oh I gotta hit the road Oh I'm already late for last night's show
I stay higher than my G6 up in the sky Every morning's the beginning of tomorrow night Cameras and girls flashing at every turn Shit gets hot out in the spotlight
I know I'm going nowhere fast 'cause I never go nowhere slow I know I'm going nowhere fast 'cause I never go nowhere slow