Hank Snow — 90 Miles An Hour Down A Dead End Street

I took you home from a party And we kissed in fun A few stolen kisses and no harm was done Instead of stopping when we could We went right on Until suddenly we found the brakes were gone You belong to someone else and I do too It's just too crazy being here with you As a bad motorcycle with the devil in the Seat Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead end street I didn't want to want to now I have no choice It's too late to hear the warning voice All I hear is thunder as our two hearts beat Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead end street You're not free to belong to me And you know I can never be your own Your lips on mine are like sweet sweet wine But we're headed for a wall of stone Warning signs are flying by us but we pay no heed Instead of slowing down the pace we keep pickin' up The speed Disaster's getting closer every time we meet Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead end street