Bluetones - 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