rolling down the streets about a hundred miles an hour plus
motorcycle cop eat my dust
you can try catch me but I know you never will
got my foot on the gas
gonna get my thrill
gonna get my thrill
my mamma done told me every day since I got my car
she said son don't drive so fast I'm gonna break your arm
I get in lots of races and you know I win them all
I got 20 speeding tickets hanging on my bedroom wall
hanging on my bedroom wall
now people say I'm crazy and I'm pushing my luck
gonna run into a pickup truck
what's the matter kid are you sick in the head
I said no speed kills and I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be dead shot in the head
then to lose this race
and be red in the face with disgrace
now people say I'm crazy and I'm pushing my luck
gonna run into a pickup truck
no no not me
what's the matter kid are you sick in the head
I said no speed kills and I'd rather be dead
hit me!
speed kills
cheap thrills
