Panama
Van Halen
Letra

Álbum: 1984 ( 1983)

Jump back, what's that sound
Here she comes,  full blast and top down
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue
Model citizen zero discipline
Don't you know she's coming home with me
You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama
Ain't nothin' like it, her shiny machine
Got the feel for the wheel
Keep the moving parts clean
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue
Got an on-ramp comin' through my bedroom
Don't you know she's coming home with me
You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama
Yeah, we're runnin' a little bit hot tonight
I can barely see the road from the heat comin' off of it
You reach down, between my legs
Ease the seat back
She's blinding, I'm flying
Right behind the rear-view mirror now
Got the feeling, power steering
Pistons popping, ain't no stopping now
Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama