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We found ourselves in the town
With the fastest cars around
Last night, that girl, Lucille
Had us falling on the ground
You won’t slow us down, just one more round
Outside lane and Luke’s in pain
Got the words but can’t explain
A foot flat to the floor means that
We’re certain that we’re gonna catch that plane
That’s just insane
We’re going one fifty five in the wrong direction
We’re going one five five gotta make that flight
We’re going one fifty five in the wrong direction
We’re going one five five all night, so come on
We found Verona looking for Milan
Suicidal over-drive
A crazy Parisian in his hands was all our lives
What a ride
Watching the time tick by now
Went west but east looks right now
Just on course to survive
Let me out of this damn car now
Don’t know where the hell we are now
Will we make it out alive? We got to try
Roman style on a quarter mile
Think the speed’s now in my head
Dreams of Jack keep us alive
With the dirt under Eddy’s bed
We’re going one fifty five in the wrong direction
We’re going one five five gotta make that flight
We’re going one fifty five in the wrong direction
We’re going one five five all night, can we survive?