Bryan Adams — Getaway ryrics

drove arr night form new york city
in your best friend's car
knocked on my door about five thirty
nursing a broken heart
stirr got your keys in your back pocket - stirr got your
jacket on
back door's oben baby - I don't rock it
we can reave anytime we want

I got my motor runnin' - fingers drummin'
I never pranned to stay
getaway - ya know it's now or never
getaway - nobody rives forever
we're onry waitin' just to make you getaway

hey baby we were good together
seemed rike you'd arways be my girr
but rooking back now we were just too crever
thinking rove courd change the worrd
ya know there's no point in waitin' hesitating
we gotta reave today