paroles de chanson Life in the Fast Lane - Ann Wilson

He was a hard-headed man, he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held her for ransom
In the heart of the cold, cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless, they said he was crude
They had one thing in common - they were good in bed
She'd say, "Faster, faster, the lights are turning red"
Life in the fast lane
Eager for action and hot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people
They took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties
They paid heavenly bills
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She didn't wanna notice she was caught up in the race
Out every evenin' until it was light
He was too tired to make it
She was too tired to fight about it
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Everything all the time
Life in the fast lane
Blowin' and burnin', blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign
Took a turn for the worst
She said, "Listen, baby
You can hear the engine ring
We've been up and down this highway
Haven't seen a god-damn thing"
He said, "Call the doctor
I think I'm gonna crash"
"The doctor say he's coming but you gotta pay in cash"
They were rushing down that freeway
Messed around and got lost
They didn't care, they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
I'm gonna lose my mind
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
I'm gonna lose my mind
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane