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I'm in a room with no suitcase No shut up for the eager sun Nobody knows where I'm going Nobody knows where in from See you walking down that long long distance Quick in ball the son of side on the road You better hurry 'cause I'm a cant stand waiting You better hurry 'cause I'm ready to go You saying Hit the gas and don't look back now I think you're my kind of trouble I think you're my kind of fun I think you're my kind of trouble Let's run You wanna dance with the devil You wanna the burn in the sun I think you're my kind of trouble Let's run We're gonna ride to the end of the highway We're gonna ride till we get something real We're gonna crash like thunder and lightning We're gonna make and about steel Nobody here to tell you what you believe in There ain't nobody else that I can trust Okay you know we're just getting started We're gonna leave them standing in the dust Hit the gas and don't look back now I think you're my kind of trouble I think you're my kind of fun I think you're my kind of trouble Let's run You wanna dance with the devil You or burn down the sun I think you're my kind of trouble Let's run I think you're my kind of trouble I think you're my kind of fun I think you're my kind of trouble Let's run You wanna dance with the devil You wanna the burn in the sun I think you're my kind of trouble Let's run I think you're my kind of trouble I think you're my kind of fun I think you're my kind of trouble Let's run You wanna dance with the devil You wanna the burn in the sun I think you're my kind of trouble Let's run
Writer(s): Matthew A. Thomas, Ryan Keaton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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