You jump in front of my car when you know all the time

that a ninety miles and hour girl is the speed I drive.

You tell me it’s alright, you don’t mind a little pain.

You say you just want me to take you for a drive.

You just like (crosstown traffic) So hard to get through to you

(Crosstown traffic) I don’t need to run over you

(Crosstown traffic) All you do is slow me down.

And I’m tryin’ to get on the other side of town.

I’m not the only soul who’s accused of hit and run

Tire tracks all across your back I can

I can see you had your fun.

But ah darling can’t you see my signals turn from green to red.

And with you I can see a traffic jam staight up ahead.

You just like (crosstown traffic) So hard to get through to you

(Crosstown traffic) I don’t need to run over you

All you do is slow me down.

and I got better things on the other side of town.

Yeah yeah. Crosstown traffic.

Look out!

Look out, baby, comin’ through.

Crosstown traffic. Yeah.

Yeah! Look out!