When I was a young boy   Well they tried to tell me   That I was movin'   Movin' way too fast   And I knew everything   About everything   But I really didn't wanna listen   To a bunch of old folks talkin' trash      So I got out on the highway   Pedal to the floor   Smokin' and drinkin'   And a whole lot more   But when they came to collect me   Out of that jail   They said boy next time   You get no bail      You better slow down   You better slow down      Woke up one mornin'   Ooh to a hunger   I moaned   And I began to twitch   Felt the need   For some lovin'   A little sweet somebody   To scratch my itch   Momma said I don't mean to pry   But I'm here to advise you   Seeds like to grow   When you put 'em in fertilizer      You better slow down   You better slow down      Doin' my own thing   I'm all grown up   Yes I am   Little bit older   But I feel like a young buck   I'm ridin' down the highway   In a brand new mini van   Wife and kids screamin'   Ooh God I'm a family man   I'm outta mind   Losin' control   I could leave tomorrow   But there ain't nowhere to go      You better slow down   You better slow down