Tell me Doctor, where are we going this time?

Is this the fifties? Or Nineteen ninety-nine?

Please don't drive eighty-eight; I don't wanna be late again.

So take me away, I don't mind

You just better promise me I'll be back in time

I gotta be back in time



Don't judge your future on a roll of the dice

Better remember: lighting never strikes twice

All I wanted to do is play my guitar and sing....

So take me away, I don't mind

You just better promise me I'll be back in time.

I gotta be back in time

I gotta be back in time

I gotta be back in time

(Get back, Marty...)