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Van Halen – Panama – 1984

    Paroles

    Oh yeah!
    Uh-huh!

    Jump back, what’s that sound?
    Here she comes, full blast and top down
    Hot shoe, burnin’ down the avenue
    Model citizen, zero discipline

    Don’t you know she’s coming home with me
    You’ll lose her in that turn
    I’ll get her

    Panama
    Panama
    Panama
    Panama

    Ain’t nothin’ like it, her shiny machine
    Got the feel for the wheel, keep the movin’ parts clean
    Hot shoe, burnin’ down the avenue
    Got an on-ramp comin’ through my bedroom

    Don’t you know she’s coming home with me
    You’ll lose her in that turn
    I’ll get her
    (Uh-oh!)

    Panama
    Panama (ow!)
    Panama
    Panama (ah-oh-oh-oh-oh)
    Woo!

    Yeah, we’re runnin’ a little bit hot tonight
    I can barely see the road from the heat comin’ off
    (You know what I’m sayin’)
    Ah, reach down between my legs and… ease the seat back

    She’s runnin’, I’m flyin’
    Right behind in the rearview mirror now
    Got the fearin’, power steerin’
    Pistons poppin’, ain’t no stoppin’ now

    Panama
    Panama
    Panama
    Panama (ah-oh-oh-oh-oh)
    Panama
    Panama (ah-oh-oh-oh-oh)

    Panama!