Driving in the fast lane next to me
Pretty little face a Nirvana tee
You reach for my hand I kiss your cheek
Skinny little waist in those Levi jeans you tell me

You're making me nervous
You're making me
Making me
Making me nervous

Driving in the fast lane next to me
Sexy little smile that I love to see
You reach for my hand I kiss your cheek
You're a freaky little thing and we were meant to be
You tell me

You're making me nervous
You're making me
Making me
Making me nervous

I want to love you
I want to love you
I want to love you
I want to love you

Hold on
We've been waiting so long
Trying to get you back home
I am speeding like a bullet

Hold on
We've been waiting so long
Trying to get you back home
I am speeding like a bullet

Hold on
So, so long
Speeding like a bullet

Hold on
Trying to get you back home
Speeding like a bullet