Intro: D Bm (four times)

I love my wife and that’s that
I best be lookin for my hat
Perhaps one drink to calm my nerves
These are dangerous curves

The sober voice inside my head
Says son your engine’s runnin red
Easy to handle ‘til she swerves
On these dangerous curves

CHORUS 1:

She’s a lie tell me why you don’t get up and run
Don’t you know you should go ‘fore the damage is done

I tell myself I’m an alright guy
Sometimes I look but I won’t lie
And now she’s testing my reserve
She’s got dangerous curves

solo (D and Bm, a lot)

CHORUS 2:

She’s a dream, so extreme, that you can’t get enough
It’s the gin, you can’t win, and she’s callin your bluff

Across the room I see the door
And still my feet touch the floor
Last chance to exit unobserved
Leads to dangerous curves

A madman gets what he deserves
These are dangerous curves

[D-Bm]
She’s got dangerous curves (you better go on home boy)
She’s got dangerous curves