I drive fast, radio perils,
have to touch myself
to pretend you’re there.
Your hands are on my hips,
your name is on my lips,
over, over ‘gain,
like my only prayer.
(Come on tell me, boy).
The Devil smiles and laughs at me,
says you’ll be back, just wait and see.
You know I’ve heard this all before.
y no me has dejado nada, y de nada nunca hay restos, yo soñaba con tus bragas y tu te has quedao conmigo.
