You wanna be somebody
You wanna go somewhere tonight
Meet me down in the lobby
Stay there 'til your tears are dry
Got a hold of a 'Rari
We can take it for a joyous ride
Quick love is a hobby
We'll escape to the other side, yeah
Fast car, she a NASCAR for me
Put me in overdrive
Fast car, she a NASCAR for me
Always wanna change-up sides
Ooh, baby girl, gotta slow down
Before we drift off too far
Even if we waste another go around
You're my fast car, she a NASCAR for me
Fast car, she a NASCAR for me
Yeah, I changed my number
I was only tryna save you from me
Winter turn into summer
Every night she would wait up for me
Got a taste of the fast life
Coke line, nothin' made me feel so 'live
When she told me to act right
Couldn't hear I was gone, I was too high
Fast car, she a NASCAR for me
Put me in overdrive
Fast car, she a NASCAR for me
Always wanna change-up sides
Ooh, baby girl, gotta slow down
Before we drift off too far
Even if we waste another go round
You're my fast car, she a NASCAR for me
Fast car, she a NASCAR for me
Maybe we'll meet at the finish line
When we meet at the finish line
When we meet at the finish line
(At the finish, at the finish line)
Maybe we could meet at the finish line
(At the finish, at the finish line)
We have never really understood what control is
We don't see the difference between controlling oneself and strangling oneself
The control of things is not the suppression of them
But their use in a sensible and proper way
You cannot suppress sex
You cannot suppress mankind's fascination
Curiosity for whatever motive in, uh, other states of consciousness than the normal
These things are eternally fascinating to human beings and will always be pursued
