Runnin’ Red Lights

Three weeks, two days, shakin’ hands, kissing babies when my baby’s at home just missing on me
It’s a take the wheel kind of feel, pedal to the metal, metal on the radio, giving me red bull wings, yeah
I ain’t stoppin’, girl 'til I see your face
Oh I ain’t stoppin’, girl, what I’m trying to say is

Oh, baby I’m going crazy, oh I’m running red lights to get to you
Oh now baby stay up and wait for me cos I’m running red lights to get to you

I can’t wait to see that front porch swing, swingin’ front door open, an’ take you right up off of your feet
I’m in for the long haul up and down the hall to the bedroom all night kind of thing
Cos baby, oh I’m going crazy, oh I’m running red lights to get to you
Oh now baby, stay up and wait for me cos I’m running red lights to get to you

Now baby, I’m going crazy, oh I’m running red lights to get to you
Oh now baby, stay up and wait for me cos I’m running red lights to get to you