So you put on your best jeans; you picked up your phone,
Then you called every club you knew to find out what's going on.
As you slipped in your car, the feeling came on strong.
You had to go cruisin', (cruisin';) you had to go cruisin' into wild times.
Cruisin', (cruisin';) gonna ride out to the red light.
You drove off in your fancy, little, car; you started headin' for the joy,
And you got that feeling, again, that tonight could be so much more.
You walked in looking for someone, for something to share.
When you walked in, I was already there.
Cruisin', (cruisin',) cruisin' into wild times.
I was cruisin', (cruisin';) gonna ride out to the red light.
Can't you go any faster? That's better.
I think it's time, yeah, it's time we broke the ice.
You know that this sort of thing... it did already happen twice.
I want to rock; I want to roll; I want to eat into your soul.
Just push into the litter whenever you lose control.
Let's go cruisin', (cruisin';) I want to go cruisin' into wild times.
Let's go cruisin', (cruisin';) gonna ride it out to the red light.
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"Cruisin'" as written by Keith Krupp Janet Gardner
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