He's the fireworks on the 4th of July
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He's the steepest hill on a roller coaster ride
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He makes me want to scream and shout and throw my heads in the air
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He's a hundred-foot drop to the river below
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He's the feeling you get when the water's ice cold
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He says jump I say how high when and where
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He keeps me runnin' and gunnin'
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And goin' and comin' and knowing that it's alright
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He's got me learnin' and burnin' and tossin'
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And turnin' and yearnin' for him all night
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His kind of lovin' leaves me breathles
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And I never knew I could be so wild and reckless
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Well I'm out of control like a runaway train
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With the wheels barely touchin' the rails
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And I'm in a tornado in a hurricane and got a tiger by the tail
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He's like drivin' too fasr down an icy road
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A hundred pounds of dynamite about to blow
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You'd think with a man like that I'd be runnin' scared
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But I'm gonna stick around to see what happens next
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His razzle and his dazzle and his special effects
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It's a tilt-a-whirl dog-and-squirrel around-the-world love affair
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He keeps me runnin' and gunnin'...
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His kind of lovin' leaves me breathles...
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[ fiddle ]
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His kind of lovin' leaves me breathles...
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Well I'm out of control like a runaway train
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With the wheels barely touchin' the rails
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And I'm in a tornado in a hurricane and got a tiger by the tail
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I'm breathless
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Breathless
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| Susan Ashton |
