LIFE IN THE FAST LANE

He was a hard-headed man
He was brutally handsome, and she was terminally pretty
She held him up, and he held her for ransom in the heart of the cold, cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless, they said he was crude
They had one thing in common, they were good in bed
She'd say, 'Faster, faster. The lights are turnin' red."
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind, mmm
Are you with me so far?
Eager for action and hot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people, they took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavenly bills
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice, she was caught up in the race
Out every evening, until it was light
He was too tired to make it, she was too tired to fight about it
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane, everything all the time
Life in the fast lane, uh huh
Blowin' and burnin', blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign, took a turn for the worse
She said, "Listen, baby. You can hear the engine ring. We've been up and down this highway; haven't seen a goddam thing."
He said, "Call the doctor. I think I'm gonna crash."
"The doctor say he's comin', but you gotta pay him cash."
They went rushin' down that freeway, messed around and got lost
They didn't care they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane

Glenn Frey/Don Henley/Joe Walsh

Heard this on George 104 this morning. I had forgotten what a good song this was. I remember Henley (or one of the Eagles) telling Rolling Stone the song wasn't anti-cocaine, it was "anti-excess cocaine." OK. Rumour has it the song is about Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham, although I wouldn't consider her "terminally pretty" and I never heard of him as being brutal or crude. There are few lines on my face, but I am too tired to make it and too tired to fight. And I think I'm gonna crash.