The Cars — The Edge

Today you feel so hot, love Like it quickened if she worked Prisoner of your own dilemma You can keep the dirty looks We’re talkin' to the Chinaman You can transplant instead Or you can shuffle down to kingdom come But that’s just what he says You gotta take off the edge, you gotta take off the edge You gotta take it off, come on, take it off Well Today you feel so crapped on You feel the swelling fever That rises when you least expect it And comes on like a cleaver Gеt lost in the ballerina! It’s just like dancing with mysеlf And the only time you sneak around Is when you need some kind of help, huh! You gotta take off the edge, you gotta take off the edge You gotta take it off, come on, take it off…. go! Today you feel electric, a-zippin and a-zappin A little like "conditioned-ed" with all the extra trappings I’m with you said the jedi, as he pockets all your hope But if you really want to hang yourself, I guess I'll find the extra rope You gotta take off the edge, you gotta take off the edge Come on, take it off… take it… take it off… take off the edge You gotta take off the edge, you gotta take off the edge You gotta take it off, come on, take off the edge You gotta take off the edge, you gotta… come on, take it off… well You gotta take off the edge, you gotta take off the edge You gotta take off the edge, take it off You gotta take off the edge, you gotta take off the edge Come on, take it off… well… take it off… take off the edge