Текст: Joni Mitchell. Wild Things Run Fast. You Dream Flat Tires.

It came to pass
Like lightening striking from above
Electric flash
Like lightening striking from above

Struck by precious love
Precious, precious love

So hopeless and so inspired
Why do you dream flat tires?
When you dream flat tires
You dream flat tires

With a jack and a spare
Trying to get to where love is
Coming in on a wing and a prayer
Trying to get to where love is

'Cause love is precious love
You said it was precious

First you felt my fire
Before you dreamed flat tires
You dreamed flat tires
You dream flat tires

Woman she bounce back easy
But a man could break both his legs
Are you telling me that to tease me
Or just to hear me beg?

'Cause I know that you love me
And what are you gonna let love be
Just a vague flirtation
Or extra special company?

'Cause love is precious love
You said it was precious

When first you felt my fire
Before you dreamed flat tires
You dreamed flat tires
You dream flat tires

Woman she bounce back easy
But a man could break both his legs
Are you telling me that to tease me
Or just to hear me beg?

I know you love me
What are you gonna let love be?
Flat tires, flat tires
Love is precious