Cornbread Red - Panama lyrics

Oh yeah! Uh-huh! Jump back, what's that sound? Here she comes, full blast and top down Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Model citizen, zero discipline Don't you know she's coming home with me You'll lose her in that turn I'll get her Panama Panama Panama Panama Ain't nothin' like it, her shiny machine Got the feel for the wheel, keep the movin' parts clean Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Got an on-ramp comin' through my bedroom Don't you know she's coming home with me You'll lose her in that turn I'll get her (Uh-oh!) Panama Panama (ow!) Panama Panama (ah-oh-oh-oh-oh) Woo! Yeah, we're runnin' a little bit hot tonight I can barely see the road from the heat comin' off (You know what I'm sayin') Ah, reach down between my legs and...ease the seat back She's runnin', I'm flyin' Right behind in the rearview mirror now Got the fearin', power steerin' Pistons poppin', ain't no stoppin' now Panama Panama Panama Panama (ah-oh-oh-oh-oh) Panama Panama (ah-oh-oh-oh-oh) Panama!