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Two wheels a rolling |
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Locates the deal |
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Suddenly awoken |
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Scraping the wheel |
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Lost out and over |
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Short length of ride |
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Everyone is certain |
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Everything is all right |
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Wrong place and the right time |
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Ride high and low |
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Left for good |
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We'll never know |
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Can you see by the tracks left? |
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Dust settles slow |
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So we all bow down |
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Pigeon toe |
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First few were a get down |
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Fast times and all |
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So out of nowhere |
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They began to haul |
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Rolling through the flatland's |
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End of day |
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It too bolts upright |
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Or so they say |
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Through many dirt rides |
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A blown four O two |
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Chrome shinning mighty |
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We already knew |
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Can you see by the tracks left? |
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Dust settles slow |
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So we all bow down |
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Pigeon toe |
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Can you see by the tracks left? |
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Dust settles slow |
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So we all bow down |
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Pigeon toe |
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Can you see by the tracks left? |
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Dust settles slow |
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So we all bow down |
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Pigeon toe |
