Текст песни Todd Rundgren - Yer Fast
Todd Rundgren - Yer Fast слова песни
You got speed, turn it onWhat I need to mow my lawnYoure my steed I ride til dawnAnd the main vein bleeds til my strength is goneIm in the saddle, Im in the raceI try not to ratle but you set the paceWhen I start to struggle to share your spaceYou stop and then youStick it in my faceStick it in my faceYou stick itYer fast, and I like itYer fast, and I like itIt cant last, but I like itI like it I like it I like itNow stopI need time to catch my breathI behind but I aint done yetToo inclined to stop and restLest my racing mind beat my heart to deathI aint a yokel but lawd I swearThis aint the local, its express somewhereWhen the flat on my cycle aint got no spareYou stop and then youPut your finger therePut your finger thereYou put itYer fast, and I like itYer fast, and I like itIt cant last, but I like itI like it I like it I like itI like itFreeze frame, stop the pressIts insane to go on like thisForgot my name, gorgot to pissAm I plain inane or a slave to bliss? Space was bending to bring you nearThought I was trascending but now I fearIt looks like the ending of my fine careerBut you stop and then youKiss me over here kiss me over hereYou kiss me then you kiss me over hereKiss me on the... you know!