He was my best friend, really like a brother We had such nerve, it never failed Used to be the fastest, we beat all the others Noone there to challenge, they were all afraid
We traded in the first bikes, got a couple others Sitting on the saddles, we started feeling power Added more and more CC's, tried to find perfection We could fly so fast we'd leave them scared for hours
Later when we finally bought the top of the line Oh how those motorcycles filled up all our fantasy Then it was too late, childhood behind We were living in a speedworld ecstasy
40 - 60 - 80 dreams fell through we saw the world in different colours 40 - 60 - 80 living in another world we had the devil at our sides 40 - 60 - 80 not a single mile slower we only saw the others behind us 40 - 60 - 80 we weren't stupid kids we were the awesome new kings of every highway
Top of the line Top of the line
80 - 90 - 100 and then came the end I heard him cry and found the street was a sea of red 80 - 90 - 100 my best friend was dead Now, the very next morning Girl is kind of ashamed Sorry about the boy last night Wish he'd called her her name Girl makes a decision If she'll meet that boy again Girl won't try to resist him She'll kiss him again and again...