Glide - Rachel Stevens

I’m livin’love in the fast lane

Seein’the world from an airplane

Uh uh Strange little thing called love

Tastin’the air as we’re racing

Smilin’faces as we’re passing

Uh uh Strange little thing called love

The air is clear

Get out of here

Baby, grab your coat;

let’s take a ride

Hold on to me

And silver breeze

Late into the night

Oh, yell it Glide, Ooo, higher than the window

Glide, Ooo, out into the neon sky

Baby, wanna glide

I know that you want to

(Ooo, glide, baby)

Carryin’off into the air stream

The city’s un-so-resting

To much

Strange little thing called love

The air is clear

Get out of here

Baby, grab your coat and hitch a ride

so come on 'round

Go hit the town

Late into the night

Oh, yell it Glide, Ooo, higher than the window

Glide, Ooo, out into the neon sky

Baby, wanna glide

I know that you want to

(Ooo, glide, baby)

Glide, Ooo, higher than the window

Glide, Ooo, freeer than an airborn cloud

Baby, fly around

I know that you want to

(Ooo, glide, baby)

Glide,

Freeer than the wind blows

(Than than the wind blows, baby)

Glide,

Freeer than the wind blows

(Than than the wind blows, baby)

Oh, yell it Glide, Ooo, higher than the window

Glide, Ooo, out into the neon sky

Baby, wanna glide (Wanna glide, yeah)

I know that you want to

(Ooo, glide, baby)

Glide, Ooo, higher than the window

Glide, Ooo, freeer than an airborn cloud

Baby, fly around

I know that you want to

(ooo, glide, baby)