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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Lee Roth
David Lee Roth
Lead Vocals
Michael Anthony
Michael Anthony
Background Vocals
Alex Van Halen
Alex Van Halen
Drums
Eddie Van Halen
Eddie Van Halen
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Van Halen
Alex Van Halen
Songwriter
David Lee Roth
David Lee Roth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Donn Landee
Donn Landee
Engineer
Chris Bellman
Chris Bellman
Mastering Engineer
Ted Templeman
Ted Templeman
Producer
Ken Deane
Ken Deane
Assistant Engineer

Songtexte

Ooh! Oh, yeah! Uh-huh! 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! 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 Pistons popping, ain't no stopping now! Panama, Panama
Writer(s): Alex Van Halen, Edward Van Halen, David Lee Roth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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