No Brakes - John Waite

I cant take you to the movies

And I cant tell the real thing

From a fake

But Im curled up tight

In your chevrolet

And baby you got wow

Youve got what it takes

Youve got no brakes

I cant take you anywhere these days

Baby youre going wild

Your lips and nylons

Baby youve got what I think

I think it takes

Youve got no taste

Youve got what it takes

A gal with no brakes at all

Whispering in my ear

When youre breathing baby

Hold me near

Closer closer still

Aaah wooo

Yeah

Baby you look so good tonight

Take that dress right off

Stand there right in front of me Baby youre going to make

My poor rocking heart break

Got no brakes

Youve got what it takes tonight

For a gal with no brakes

Going to make something straight tonight

Gonna gonna make it all right

The morning sun

Coming up We aint got no brakes

We aint got no brakes

Ow ow We aint got no brakes

We aint got none

We aint got no brakes

Ow