Late at night and all alonenLate-night traffic's constant dronenA voice comes on the telephonenYeah, late at night and all alonenIt tells me, quicken up, pick up the pacenC'mon, more speed and a little less hastenGet along, no time to wastenTelephone voice calmly saysnnDo ya wanna go faster, baby?nDo ya wanna go faster?...nnDancing down the motorwaynIn the fast lane all the waynI see the night turn into daynI was dancing down the motorwaynFast lane of the motorwaynDancing faster night and daynFast lane of the motorwaynnDo ya wanna go faster, baby?nDo ya wanna go faster?...nnNothing's gonna ever slow us downnWhen you're flying with your head ten feet off the groundnNo, nothing's gonna ever slow us downnWhen you're flying with your head ten feet off the groundnnDo ya wanna go faster, baby?nDo ya wanna go faster?