Speeding 72 Lyrics by Momma
Hey, I heard you’re coming from a complicated place at best
I know a cure, put the pedal to the metal, lay it all to rest
So get behind the wheel, we can make a deal
I’ll show you how to clear your head
So come on, take a chance, tell me all your plans
We don’t have to go to bed
Look out your window
Driving in a different town
Same street, same home
Buckle up so we can go
Speeding 72
We’re faster, getting nowhere
Baby, we can go there
Shining on a secret avenue
Hear the burning rubber fanfare
Maybe there’s a show there
Meet me on a Sunday
Filling up the ashtray
Nothing gets in our way
Always in a new place
You can catch us around
Listening to Gold Soundz
Keep me in your car
Keep me in your car
Face to face, here’s another situation where the joyride ends
A perfect pace and we’re just around the corner where the streetlights bend
And we can drive fast, steady pushing on the gas
I’ll show you how to clear your head
No matter where we meet, my silly heart beats
And reminds me of the night you said
Look out your window
Driving in a different town
Same street, same home
Buckle up so we can go
Speeding 72
We’re faster, getting nowhere
Baby, we can go there
Shining on a secret avenue
Hear the burning rubber fanfare
Maybe there’s a show there
Meet me on a Sunday
Filling up the ashtray
Nothing gets in our way
Always in a new place
You can catch us around
Listening to Gold Soundz
Keep me in your car
Keep me in your car