Panama

[DawgHammarskjold]

Panama
Van Halen


Jump back, what's that sound
Here she comes, full blast and top down
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue
Model citizen zero discipline
Don't you know she's coming home with me?

You'l lose her in the turn
I'll get her!
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama

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
Got an on-ramp comin' through my bedroom
Don't you know she's coming home with me?

You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her!
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama

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

She's blinding, I'm flying
Right behind the rear-view mirror now
Got the feeling, power steering
Britches dropping, ain't no stopping now

Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama


Songwriters: Alex Van Halen / Edward Van Halen / David Roth / TP
Panama lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

 

[blackpug6]

Panama
Van Halen


Jump back, what's that sound
Here she comes, full blast and top down
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue
Model citizen zero discipline
Don't you know she's coming home with me?

You'l lose her in the turn
I'll get her!
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama

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
Got an on-ramp comin' through my bedroom
Don't you know she's coming home with me?

You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her!
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama

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

She's blinding, I'm flying
Right behind the rear-view mirror now
Got the feeling, power steering
Britches dropping, ain't no stopping now

Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama


Songwriters: Alex Van Halen / Edward Van Halen / David Roth / TP
Panama lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

thanks,
now that damn song is already worming through my head,
just to smoke it out;
you've forced me to listen to John Prine continuously until bedtime...