Why won't she be mine?
I wish I was more attractive like Dagless
Still one can only dream
I'm a one track lover
Down a two way lane
Drivin' fast down the highway
Must o' been insane
Cos the temperatures too high
Travelling way too fast
And I knew our lovin'
Was too hot to last
She's smooth, like ice
Cold to the touch and it isn't very nice
When your left (cold to the touch) alone
You let them treat you badly, leaves you hanging on the phone
Take off (hot enough)
Shove your lovin' to the wheel
Put the pedal to the floor
'Cos your heading for the hills
(making love)
Got to get away, can't take it no more
Man you don't need this
Leave it, leave it, leave it at the door
(we should be making love)
the door, the door, the door
Sanch, open the door!
Sorry Reed, bad dream
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