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It's gettin' so late now, |
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I'm headin' for the city |
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I've got a date and she's so pretty |
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Jump in my car and no hitchin' for a ride |
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Gonna hit that high speed all the time |
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Ahh, ha, ha, ha |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Ahh, ha, ha, ha |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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She's got chrome wire wheels, bucket seats made of leather |
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She's as tough as steel and light as a feather |
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If you feel the power as you touch the pedal |
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She's as hot as hell, she's real heavy metal |
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Ahh, ha, ha, ha |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Ahh, ha, ha, ha |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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She's got plenty of power, she feels real good |
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Well, put together for the neighborhood |
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Ahh, ha, ha, ha |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Ahh, ha, ha, ha |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Ahh, ha, ha |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready, ready to burn? |
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Are you ready? |
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Hit the road, |
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Jack |
