I got hearts, ah, in my looney tunes

I got dreams and you do, too

I got ten wheel drive

To pick you up, up to your ears, oh

I got refined carbon in my eyelids, dear

I've got no one to love and no one to fear

You better walk it

And talk it less you lose that beat

You better lose yourself mama

And knock yourself right off of your feet

If you're moving too fast

Don't you want it to last

You better walk it, talk it

You better walk it as you talk it less you lose that beat

Oh

I've got dimes in my shoes real nice

I've got bells that are laid on ice

I got dreams

Let me mix it with a little gin

I got cool when I'm cold and warm when I'm hot

But me is the one thing baby, you ain't got

You got to walk it

And talk it less you lose that beat

You better lose yourself mama

And knock yourself right off of your feet

Yeah, if you're moving too fast

Now don't you want it to last, ah

You better walk it, talk it

You better walk it as you talk it less you lose that beat

You better walk it

And talk it less you lose that beat

You better lose yourself mama

And knock yourself right off of your feet

Yeah, if you're moving too fast

Now don't you want it to last

You better walk it, talk it

You better walk it as you talk it less you lose that beat

Ah-ha-ha

Oh, all right, ooohhh