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'll 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
Whoa
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama
Whoo!
Yeah, we're runnin′ a little bit hot tonight
I can barely see the road from the heat comin′ off of it
You reach down, between my legs, and
Ease the seat back
She's blinding, I′m flying
Right behind his rearview mirror now
Got the feeling, power steering
Pistons popping, please don't stop me now
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama
Panama
Writer(s): Alex Van Halen, Edward Van Halen, David Lee Roth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
