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I'm riding in your car, a hundred miles an hour- ooh |
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Grin from ear to ear, i'm feeling happy here- ooh |
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I don't wanna park tonight, pass by those traffic lights |
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It's such a simple plan, a trip in your sedan- ooh |
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Hill climb for morning views, sun-up in your saloon |
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Oh lets go further down the road |
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Don't ask me what it is or where to go |
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Because I don't know- I don't know |
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I just wonder if you fell desire? |
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I'm riding in your car, a good friend you are- ooh |
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So take me where I please see Los Angeles |
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A bad idea to try you look so horrified |
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And I didn't think that you could tell |
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I'm a psyco speeding road machine from hell |
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You know me so well |
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It's just a simple trip by car |
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A sleeping passenger you are |
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But boy what a picture of relif |
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that your skin is just as smooth and just as sweet |
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And it's warm beyond belief |
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And I wonder if you feel desire |
