Flirtin’ with Disaster..


.. i don’t know abut you guys, but for me.. this is a true, day by day story.. i have to struggle and fight or my every win.. constantly on the verge of breaking down.. flirtin’ with disaster.. i could ask for a brake – i never seem to have the time to take one – but noone gives you one, right?.. not ever..

.. although, i gotta admit.. it’s more fun this way.. beats boredom, right?!.. later..

Molly Hatchet Flirtin’ With Disaster

I’m travelin’ down the road and I’m flirtin’ with disaster
I’ve got the pedal to the floor and my life is running faster
I’m outta money outta hope it looks like self destruction
Well how much more can we take with all of this corruption

We’re flirtin’ with disaster, ya’ll know what I mean
And the way we run our lives it makes no sense to me
I don’t know about yourself or what you wanna to be, yeah
When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny

I’m travelin’ down that lonesome road.
Feel like I’m draggin a heavy load.
Yet I’ve tried to turn my head away,
Feel about the same most every day
You know what I’m talkin about man
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/molly+hatchet/flirtin+with+disaster_20094992.html ]
Speeding down the fast lane and honey we’re playin’ from town to town
The boys and I been burnin’ it up and honey can’t seem to slow it down
I got the pedal to the floor our lives are runnin’ faster,
We got our sights set straight ahead but I ain’t sure what we’re after

We’re flirtin’ with disaster ya’ll damn sure know what I mean.
You know the way we run our lives it makes no sense to me
I don’t know about yourself or what you plan to be, yeah
When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny

Yeah! We’re travelin’ down that lonesome road.
Feel like I’m dragging a heavy load.
Though I try to turn my head away,
I’m flirtin’ with disaster every day.
And you are too baby, Ha ha ha ha ha
It ain’t for everybody, Oh come on man

Guitar solo

We’re flirtin’ with disaster man ya’ll know what I mean
You know the way we run our lives it makes no sense to me
I don’t know about yourself or what you plan to be
When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny

Yeah! We’re travelin’ down this lonesome road.
Feel like I’m dragging a heavy load.
Though I try to turn my head away, Bop mm bop bop yeah
We’re flirtin’ with disaster every day.

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