Jumpin` The Gun — текст песни (Meat Loaf and Zee Carling)

Heaven blesses those who wait, patience is a virtue, son
Keep your toe on the line, keep your foot on the brake
No sense jumpin` the gun
But girl I`m tired of waitin`, you know life`s too short
Lemme kiss ya `til the night is done
Ain`t no doubt about it, you`re my favourite sport, God I wanna jump the gun
Chorus:
Feel like jumpin` the gun, tonight I`m gonna jump the gun
No crime in havin` some fun, how about jumpin` the gun
(chorus)
Now they say it doesn`t matter if ya win or lose
Only matters how ya play the game
Well, but let me tell ya baby, if I had to choose
Gotta win ya now or go insane
(chorus)
Willya hold me like a trophy, willya burn up the track
Willya love me when the title`s won
Blow away the competition baby, never look back, honey willya jump the gun
Gonna hold ya like a trophy, gonna burn up the track
Gonna love ya when the title`s won
They`ll be eatin` up the dust baby, never look back
Tonight I`m gonna jump
(Solo)
Better get ready, better get set girl - this time we`re jumpin` the gun
Ya think we`re goin` too fast, ain`t seen nothin` yet girl
This time we`re jumpin` the gun
Ready take your mark, ooh I just can`t wait - this time we`re jumpin` the gun
Ya gotta break a couple rules if ya wanna break the tape
This time we`re jumpin` the gun
(chorus repeats out)