Panama by Pat Boone Lyrics

[Intro]
Panama

[Verse 1]
Jump back, what's that sound?
Here she comes, full [?] and top down
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue
Model citizen zero discipline
Hey, don't you know she's coming home with me?
You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her!

[Chorus]
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama

[Verse 2]
Ain't nothin' like it, her shiny machine
Got the feel for the wheel, keep the moving parts clean
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue
Hit the on-ramp
Nothing that she can't do
Betcha know she's coming home with me?
You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her!
[Chorus]
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama

[Spoken]
Yeah, we're runnin' a little bit hot tonight
I can barely see the road from the heat comin' off of it
Ah, you reach down, between my legs, ease the seat back

[Verse 3]
She's blinding, I'm flying
Right behind the rear-view mirror now
Got the feeling, power steering
Pistons popping, ain't no stopping now!

[Chorus]
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama
Panama