Goin In Style by The Kickbacks Lyrics
VERSE 1:
Push the pedal down to the floorboard
Losin my buzz so it's time to light a cigarette
Catching the lights flyin past my window
I haven't gone full crazy yet...
CHORUS:
Ninety miles an hour running every light
I could lose my life it never crossed my mind
I'm already too f##kin high
And the signs are melting with every mile
So if I go tonight you know I'm goin in style
VERSE 2:
Raining hard but it don't even matter
Just quit my job I'm done climbing the ladder
Taking a hit right off of the dashboard
See the reds and blues and baby now I'm floored
CHORUS:
Ninety miles an hour running every light
I could lose my life it never crossed my mind
I'm already too f##kin high
And the signs are melting with every mile
BRIDGE (spoken)
I've got a report of a 40-55 running North bound on I69 near mile marker 319. Suspect vehicle is a red Camaro convertible. Do I have any officers available in the area?
I don't know I'm doing wrong
I'm already too far gone
Toss the bottles on the floor
I really could use just one more
The cop tells me to get outta the car
Pop it in drive and burn the tar
Have one more cigarette and beer
And get the hell on outta here!
CHORUS:
Ninety miles an hour running every light
I could lose my life it never crossed my mind
I'm already too f##kin high
And the signs are melting with every mile
CHORUS 2: Ninety miles an hour running every light
Passing every cop I leave them all behind
I'm already too f##kin high
And the piles are getting drier and drier
So if I go tonight you know I'm goin in style
Push the pedal down to the floorboard
Losin my buzz so it's time to light a cigarette
Catching the lights flyin past my window
I haven't gone full crazy yet...
CHORUS:
Ninety miles an hour running every light
I could lose my life it never crossed my mind
I'm already too f##kin high
And the signs are melting with every mile
So if I go tonight you know I'm goin in style
VERSE 2:
Raining hard but it don't even matter
Just quit my job I'm done climbing the ladder
Taking a hit right off of the dashboard
See the reds and blues and baby now I'm floored
CHORUS:
Ninety miles an hour running every light
I could lose my life it never crossed my mind
I'm already too f##kin high
And the signs are melting with every mile
BRIDGE (spoken)
I've got a report of a 40-55 running North bound on I69 near mile marker 319. Suspect vehicle is a red Camaro convertible. Do I have any officers available in the area?
I don't know I'm doing wrong
I'm already too far gone
Toss the bottles on the floor
I really could use just one more
The cop tells me to get outta the car
Pop it in drive and burn the tar
Have one more cigarette and beer
And get the hell on outta here!
CHORUS:
Ninety miles an hour running every light
I could lose my life it never crossed my mind
I'm already too f##kin high
And the signs are melting with every mile
CHORUS 2: Ninety miles an hour running every light
Passing every cop I leave them all behind
I'm already too f##kin high
And the piles are getting drier and drier
So if I go tonight you know I'm goin in style