You jump in front of my car when you,nYou know all the time thatnNinty miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drivenYou tell me it's alright, you don't mind a little painnYou say you just want me to take you for a ridennYou're just like crosstown trafficnSo hard to get through to younCrosstown trafficnI don't need to run over younCrosstown trafficnAll you do is slow me downnAnd I'm tryin' to get on the other side of townnnI'm not the only soul who's accused of hit and runnTire tracks all across your backnI can see you had your funnBut darlin' can't you see my signals turn from green to rednAnd with you I can see a traffic jam straight up aheadnnYou're just like crosstown trafficnSo hard to get through to younCrosstown trafficnI don't need to run over younCrosstown trafficnAll you do is slow me downnAnd I got better things on the other side of townn