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Ninety Miles an Hour (Down a Dead End Street)

Bob Dylan

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Ninety Miles an Hour (Down a Dead End Street)

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Ninety Miles An HourWords by H Blair & D. RobertsonSung by Bob DylanI took you home from a party and we kissed in funA few stolen kisses and no harm was doneInstead of stopping when we could we went right onTill suddenly we found that the brakes were gone.You belong to someone else, and I do tooIt's just crazy bein' here with youAs a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seatGoing ninety miles an hour down a dead end streetNinety miles an hour down a dead end street.I didn't want to want you, but now I have no choiceIt's too late to listen to that warning voiceAll I hear is thunder of two hearts beatGoing ninety miles an hour down a dead end streetNinety miles an hour down a dead end street.You're not free to belong to meAnd you know I could never be your ownYour lips on mine are like a sweet, sweet wineBut we're heading for a wall of stone.Warning signs are flashing ev'ry where, but we pay no heed'Stead of slowing down the place, we keep a pickin' up speedDisaster's getting closer ev'ry time we meetGoing ninety miles an hour down a dead end streetYeah, ninety miles an hour down a dead end streetWell, ninety miles an hour down a dead end street.

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