Country cousins stepping out on city sides want to warm you and wish you a lovely time.
Dirty dozens gonna push their pistols, gonna pull their pride.
Oh so friendly flirties change their partners choose up sides.

Buckle up your seat belt baby.
It´s gonna be a bumpy ride.
Buckle up your sweet self sugar.
You drive me crazy ya fly me high.
Re re repercussions, echo and the reverbs sigh.
Careless caution, it´s not the case but what´s inside.
What can pass for safety measures?
You can tell ´em not to wreck your treasures.
No this time, not ever, not next time.
Make secure some sons and lovers.
It´s all made clear with see-thru covers.
We´re too close, too close for comfort now!
Buckle up that seat belt baby, it´s gonna be a bumpity bump.
Buckle up your sweet self sugar, you drive me crazy and I jumpity jump!
Yeah you got to do it.

Yeah there´s nothing to it.
It´s the law!
Pull over, coming up on some bad road.