she puts her leg up
have nothing to show
do you remember
say it again
you re too fast
Do you remember, you re too fast
you re too fast for love
Well i remember, on a s craved movie screen Mötley, you re too fast for love
well mark my words
She s a streamline queen, the more she gets
Do you remember, do you remember, do you remember
You re too fast, too fast for love
calls it good luck
you re too fast for love
do you know what i mean
you re too fast for love
and turn off the lights
Calls it good luck, say it again
Have nothing to show, do you remember Fast, you re too fast for love
do you remember
You re too fast, you re too fast for love
And turn off the lights, say it again Mötley, do you remember
you re too fast for love
you re too fast for love
You re too fast for love, say it again, you re too fast
She s a streamline queen, you re too fast
She s a streamline queen, you re too fast Love, calls it good luck
say it again
I remember when the Crue used to play the clubs in Hollywood. We made fun of them and laughed our asses off at their ridiculous pop metal album, high hair and played out Pentagram gimmick. While some of our rock/metal snob criticism may have had merit.......well who's laughing now?
The Crue, that's who.
I feel sorry for kids today...this is what I was listening to when I was 12 not some Justin Beiber douche bag crap or One Direction. Omg....really??? Barf
