Texty: Ian Gillan. One Eye to Morocco. Don't Stop.

There's something about you
This I know
Part of it's real
But a lot is for show

I got some indication
That if we do it your way
When I park at the station
I'll have to pay and display

Your arms are open wide
They beckon me inside
The tragedy unfolds
We'll have to break the mold

Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop
We just got started

There's something about me
That you should know
You can take it or leave it
Before I go

You wanna a piece of the action
You wanna slip and slide
If we're going to town, baby
You'd better park and ride

You're driving me insane
I love this kind of pain
I love this kind of love
I just can't get enough

Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop
We just got started