(One, two, three, two, two...)
It's been so long
since we talked last --
Seven years or so,
I'd say,
Sunk through the bottom
of a shot gla** --
And the same old fears
scare me away.
Now I'm driftin' along
in stone steel shoes;
I'm driftin' along
without you.
Ooo-oo-oo-hooo-oooooooh,
She smells of disaster. (Oooooo-ooooooh)
Ooo-oo-oo-hooo-ooooooh,
And I'm a getaway car.
Two sown tales of
sadness,
Just pa**in' through on
business of some kind,
****-bent on hurt
and madness --
Well, I'm driftin' along,
I'm driftin' along.
Ooo-oo-oo-ooo-oooooooh,
She smells of disaster. (Oooooo-oooh)
Ooo-oo-oo-ooo-ooooooh,
And I'm a getaway car. (Oo-oooooo-oooh)
Ooo-oo-oo-ooo-oooooooh,
Can't this go any faster? (Oooooo-oooh)
Ooo-oo-oo-ooo-ooooooh,
And I'm a getaway car.
Now I'm callin' for you.
I'm callin' for you.
I'm callin' for you...
For you...
For you...
You see, I'm callin' for you.
I'm callin' for you.
I'm callin' for you.
I'm callin'...
Hooo-oo-oo-hooo-oooooooh,
She smells of disaster. (Oooooo-oooh)
Ooo-oo-oo-hooo-ooooooh,
And I'm a getaway car. (Oo-oooooo-oooh)
Hooo-oo-oo-hooo-oooooooh,
Can't this go any faster? (Oooooo-oooh)
Ooo-oo-oo-hooo-ooooooh,
And I'm a getaway car. (Oooooo-oooh)
Hooo-oo-oo-hooo-ooo-ooooh,
She smells of disaster -- (Oooooo-oooh)
Oh!
And I'm a getaway car.