Lyrics

Cold blooded white heat Thunderbird riding through the street Black shades, blue skies Ride the lighting to the beat She said press on the gas If we see those sirens flashing Our love is one part crazy And one part passion Get the seatbelt fasten Top down so everybody know When we hit the block When we hit the block Every kid says danger Everybody knows Me and you are up to big trouble We're up to big trouble, babe Everybody knows Me and you are up to big trouble We're up to big trouble, babe Cold blooded white heat Thunderbird riding through the street Black shades, blue skies Ride the lighting to the beat I say make it yo, out in Malibu Like Bonnie and Clyde when we down to ride We got an hourglass figure wanna know the time Get lost in Bordeaux and then sip some wine Got a gold watch that don't stop Two chains like new chains, hold up When we hit the block When we hit the block Every girls says Everybody knows Me and you are up to big trouble We're up to big trouble, babe Everybody knows Me and you are up to big trouble We're up to big trouble, babe We're up to big trouble, babe We're up to big trouble, babe We're up to big trouble, babe Can you do it? Cold blooded white heat Thunderbird riding through the street Black shades, blue skies Ride the lighting to the beat Everybody knows Me and you are up to big trouble We're up to big trouble, babe Everybody knows Me and you are up to big trouble We're up to big trouble, babe
Writer(s): William Lobban Bean, Richard Conte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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