I took you home from a party
and we kissed in fun,
a few stolen kisses and no harm was done.
Instead of stopping when we could,
we went right on,
until suddenly we found the brakes were gone.

You belong to someone else and I do too.
It’s just too crazy being here with you.
As a bad motorcycle with the devil in the
seat,
Doin’ 90 miles an hour down a dead end street.

I didn’t want to want to now I have no choice.
It’s too late to hear the warning voice.
All I hear is thunder as our two hearts beat,
Doin’ 90 miles an hour down a dead end street.

You’re not free to belong to me
and you know I can never be your own.
Your lips on mine are like sweet sweet wine,
but we’re headed for a wall of stone.

Warning signs are flying by us but we pay no heed,
Instead of slowing down the pace we keep pickin’ up
the speed.
Disaster’s getting closer every time we meet.
Doin’ 90 miles an hour down a dead end street.

I thought I was a gambler
Broke ev’ry shark in town
Until I met a rounder
Who called all I put down
We laid the cards on the table
He drew an ace high hand
He bet his watch and I called it
And lost my money like a man

(Chorus)
I’ve got them polka dot blues, oh, them polka dot blues
Lost my hat and my coat and my straight-laced shoes
Sold my watch and went back to lose
The mean old gambling polka dot blues

Now my gal had plenty, so I got twenty
Then went back and sat down
I got a four but thought it was more
As we dealt the cards around
I sat the deck on the table
Bet him all I could stand
I turned it over a measly four
He had another ace high hand

(Repeat chorus)