Fast Boy lyrics

I`m a fast boy
I`ve got worry
I`ve got engagements
I`m in a hurry
So come on

Don`t use telephones
I won`t hear ya
Beneath the radar
So inferior
So come on

Who`s the man every weekend
Who`s the fast boy, who`s your best friend
First you twist my arm, then you grease my palm
Keeping cool and calm, not doing any harm.

I`m a fast boy
I`m on the guest list
I`ve got a gram of joy
Wrapped in a clenched fist
So come on

Who`s the man every weekend
Who`s the fast boy, who`s your best friend
First you twist my arm, then you grease my palm
Keeping cool and calm, not doing any harm.

Please not a word to the mother
Please not a word to the mother
Please not a word to the mother
So come on
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