Breakdown In Italy

I drove in Italy , near the Garda Lake .
Climbing steep mountains for goodness sake.
It was damn hot, in the middle of the day.
The engine's screamin' and I hear my wife say.
You better stop, you gotta stop I'm afraid.
You better stop, you gotta stop before it's too late.

Looked at my dashboard, to see what's wrong man.
The gauge was pointing over hundred and ten.
Turned up the heater so the temperature could drop.
Shut up baby there's no way I can stop.
You better stop, you gotta stop I'm afraid.
You better stop, you gotta stop before it's too late.

Solo 1

I finally get there and reached the top.
Parked my car and checked the motorblock.
Nothing wrong or to worry about.
One more word and I'll throw you out.
You better stop, you gotta stop I'm afraid.
You better stop, you gotta stop before it's too late.

You better stop, you better stop babe.
You better stop, you better stop babe.
You better stop, you gotta stop before it's too late.

Solo 2

You better stop, you better stop babe.
You better stop, you better stop babe.
You better stop, you gotta stop before it's too late.