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Paroles: Rolling Stones. Driving Too Fast.

You can fly on the road to the mountain
Or the track leading down to the beach
You can go where you like
Go left or go right
It's you in the driver's seat

But if the rain starts swamping your windscreen
And the lights don't piss through the night
And the trucks coming at ya
Just gonna splat ya
The highway's blinding and bright

You're goin...

Outta your brain, outta your mind
You're so deranged, you're going blind

You're driving too fast
Straight pass the curve and you never go back, yeah
Driving too fast
The road was a blur and it all turned to black
Driving too fast
Hang on to the wheel I think you're gonna crash!

You can see the freeway divided
It's a pity you can't take em both
One leads to the valley or down some blind alley
The other runs down to the coast
Too many roads lead to nowhere
But how they twist and they turn
And you dead end in a dusty old strip mall
Where your tires are all shredded and burned

You're goin'...

Outta your brain, outta your mind
Going insane, you're going blind

Yeah...

You're driving too fast
You slip through the curve and you slam through the flap
Driving too fast, yeah
Now, you never go back, and you're
Driving too fast
Yeah, it's all turned to black, and you're
Driving too fast
Hang on for your life I think I'm gonna crash!

You're goin'...

Outta your brain, outta your mind, yeah
You're so arranged, you're going blind, ...now..

Driving too fast
Straight past the turn and you never go back, yeah
Driving too fast
You slip through the turn and you burn up the track
Driving too fast, yeah
And we're running outta gas
Driving too fast
Hang on to the wheel I think we're gonna crash!