Letra de Cool Your Jets

I can make good time on the bottom
Where the old rocky river runs clear
But I got to slow down on the switchbacks
You know there's ice on the road up here

Mama, cool
Mama, cool
Mama, cool your jets awhile

I come down here to Atlanta
Where the bright lights shine
I saw a thousand people in a quarter mile
Ain't one of them a friend of mine

Mama, cool
Mama, cool
Mama, cool your jets awhile

I pressed my ear to the dashboard
To hear the ocean roar
I swore I heard a mermaid singing
Why don't you love me like you did before?

Mama, cool
Mama, cool
Mama, cool your jets awhile

Cool 'em on down

Mama, cool
Mama, cool
Mama, cool your jets awhile

Mama, cool
Mama, cool
Mama, cool your jets awhile