He was a hard-headed man
He was brutally handsome y'all, and she was terminally pretty
She held him up, and he held her for ransom in a heart
Of the cold, cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless, they said he was crude
They had one thing in common, they were good in bed
She'd say, 'Faster, faster, the lights are turning red'
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane
Well, eager for action and hot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people, they took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavenly bills
There were lines on that mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice
She was caught up in the race
Out every evening, until it was light
He was too tired to make it, she was too tired
To fight about it
He was brutally handsome y'all, and she was terminally pretty
She held him up, and he held her for ransom in a heart
Of the cold, cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless, they said he was crude
They had one thing in common, they were good in bed
She'd say, 'Faster, faster, the lights are turning red'
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane
Well, eager for action and hot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people, they took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavenly bills
There were lines on that mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice
She was caught up in the race
Out every evening, until it was light
He was too tired to make it, she was too tired
To fight about it
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