Crash

Step on it, in less than three hours we can get there
Turn up the radio
Light up a cigarette and step on it
I couldn't stand the disgusting smoke of the city

The crucial moment has arrived
We're going to the beach and no one will stop us
Only I have the power, the steering wheel in my hands, I will control
Don't tell me what to do
We'll go at two hundred and if not, get out

Na, na, na, na, na,...

It was in the most difficult stretch, the one I was so in control of, crashed and managed
To turn everything that was supposed to be joyful into sadness
Only you achieved it, messing up my vacation with your gloomiest plan
Now you're going to be the talk of the town
You can tell everyone about the crash you caused

Now you're gonna tell me, girl
If this is how you have fun
Run away right now
We're gonna kill you, that's what you wanted to do, wanted to do, wanted to do...

Na, na, na, na, na,...