Buzzcocks (The)

Fast Cars
They're nice and precise, each one begins and ends They may win you admirers, but they'll never earn you friends Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars They're so depressing going 'round and 'round Ooh, they make me dizzy, oh fast cars they run me down Fast cars, fast cars, Fast cars, I hate fast cars Sooner or later, you're gonna listen to Ralph Nader I don't wanna cause a fuss, but fast cars are so dangerous Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars, fast cars Fat cars, fast cars I hate fast cars Aus Songtexte Mania