Well, you’re a fast movin’ woman. I’m a slow movin’ guy.
Yeah, I like to crawl, baby. You like to fly.
You better slow down, baby. You better slow down.
I gotta admit that you got a lotta class.
I said you better watch out which Cadillac you pass.
You better slow down, baby. You better slow down.
‘Cause one of these nights when you speed around town
you gonna pass me, baby, and I’ll turn my damper down.
You better slow down, baby. You better slow down. (Let’s rock it!).
You got a full house motor and it runs real good.
Yeah, fine upholstery and a packed-out hood.
You better slow down, baby. You better slow down.
You’re the motorvatest gal that I’ve ever seen.
Baby, you better slow down or I’m gonna flee the scene.
You better slow down, baby. You better slow down.
Slow down, baby. You’re way ahead of me.