Too fast

He checks his wrist And chuckles to himself, "Half-past a freckle" She meets him in line, just in time For the half-past a freckle show Lips press her flesh With a wet sticky kiss The smell...

I know you are going too fast For me to ever sneak up on you You don't want one pair of arms To hold you night after night after me You look at me with smoky eyes, sayin' Come over here fella and see...