Running Out Of Road
And for a long time, you wouldn't feel anything
And then you'd burst into fire
(Say it again)
(Say it again)
Eyes like a highway: lost and in the mode
Our little racer boy is runnin' outta road
Rev up your engine, then get in line
Your crystal Cadillac is movin' in my mind, my, my
(And for a long time, you wouldn't feel anything)
(Forever)
Speed bumpin' mannequin has made an impression
On you
Sex vindication is a colored confession
Not a thing you can do
Speed down into the ground
Our little racer boy is runnin' right outta this town
Fast mode, he's gonna explode
Our little racer boy is runnin', runnin' outta road
(Say it again)
(Say it again)
Don't be so tone-deaf, don't be so blind
That crystal crucifix is dated by design
Let's take a joyride; come on down to Motor City
Route 666 lover boy (toy)
Mr. Erotica has made a connection
With you
Sexual tension is your latest obsession
Got a dream comin' true to you
Speed down into the ground
Our little racer boy is runnin' right outta this town
Fast mode, he's gonna explode
Our little racer boy is runnin', runnin' outta road
Speed down (speed down into the ground)
Into the ground
Our little racer boy is runnin' right outta this town
Fast mode (fast mode, he's gonna explode)
He's gonna explode
Our little racer boy is runnin', runnin' outta road
And then you'd burst into fire
(Say it again)
(Say it again)
Eyes like a highway: lost and in the mode
Our little racer boy is runnin' outta road
Rev up your engine, then get in line
Your crystal Cadillac is movin' in my mind, my, my
(And for a long time, you wouldn't feel anything)
(Forever)
Speed bumpin' mannequin has made an impression
On you
Sex vindication is a colored confession
Not a thing you can do
Speed down into the ground
Our little racer boy is runnin' right outta this town
Fast mode, he's gonna explode
Our little racer boy is runnin', runnin' outta road
(Say it again)
(Say it again)
Don't be so tone-deaf, don't be so blind
That crystal crucifix is dated by design
Let's take a joyride; come on down to Motor City
Route 666 lover boy (toy)
Mr. Erotica has made a connection
With you
Sexual tension is your latest obsession
Got a dream comin' true to you
Speed down into the ground
Our little racer boy is runnin' right outta this town
Fast mode, he's gonna explode
Our little racer boy is runnin', runnin' outta road
Speed down (speed down into the ground)
Into the ground
Our little racer boy is runnin' right outta this town
Fast mode (fast mode, he's gonna explode)
He's gonna explode
Our little racer boy is runnin', runnin' outta road
Credits
Writer(s): Ryder Houston
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