Lyrics:

Dream stealer, disbeliever
Don2t take a chance on me
High risk, a shot in the dark
I come easy, but I don't come free
Shot down, kicked in the teeth
Call me crazy, call me a fool, yeah
Lay the odds, roll the dice
But don2t tell me I'm breaking the rules

It'll be a cold day in hell
You2re freezing me, can2t you tell
On a cold day in hell
How much of your soul can you sell

Empty eyes of heartless friends
The night is mine again
Bitter streets of evil stares
No one listens, no one cares

But cold steel is made to last
And chains of gold are broken fast
Cold city ain't freezing me
Things aren2t what they seem to be

Get ready to go
Or get out of my way
I'm not takin a free ride
I2m hot on a cold day in hell

Backseat driver
A hot ride, deep down inside
She's hell on wheels
Four on the floor, beggin for more
She knows how to make me feel
Alright

Backseat driver, don2t slow down
Backseat driver, turn me around, in the backseat

Hot rod, praying to God
She's gonna shift me into overdrive
No brakes, how much can I take
I've got to leave this car alone