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Round and round and away we go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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Four by four and away we go |
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High not low and away we go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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And away we go and away we go |
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Four by four and away we go |
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High not low and away we go |
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I'm a female rebel, can't you tell? |
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Banged on the dashboard, just chipped a nail |
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Lean out the window, that's when I yell |
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Driving so fast 'bout to piss on myself |
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Driving so fast 'bout to piss on myself |
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The police wanna get him and put him in jail |
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I'm a do whatever to get him his bail |
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Hooked on donuts and ************ tails |
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I'm in that passenger seat riding high in the air |
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And we're driving fast 'til we're plum out of gas. |
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Let's go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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Four by four and away we go |
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High not low and away we go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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And away we go and away we go |
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Four by four and away we go |
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High not low and away we go |
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I'm a female rebel, can't you see? |
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Riding 'round your backyard, who could it be? |
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Pulling out the steering wheel right from the seat |
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Pumping his brakes to the sound of the beat |
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Pumping his brakes to the sound of the beat |
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He don't understand what he's doing to me |
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Deep down inside like a pit bull in heat |
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Someone's coming so we head for the streets |
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I'm in that passenger seat flying high in the air |
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And we're driving fast 'til we're plum out of gas. |
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Let's go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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Four by four and away we go |
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High not low and away we go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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And away we go and away we go |
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Four by four and away we go |
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High not low and away we go |
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It's twelve o'clock and I don't want to party |
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My big boyfriend and my big truck hobby |
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A little bit of dirt never hurt nobody |
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Now I got dirt all over my body |
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Might as well lie to L |
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His big fog lights is bright as hell |
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Calls it off, starts to yell |
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He hits the gas so I grab the rail |
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[Nelly:] |
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Are you sure you wanna ride with me? |
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If you scared don't lie to me |
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I'm a crazy mother****** from the Midwest |
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With a Mississippi flow and an arch rest |
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And a four by four with the alter steps |
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And doing donuts underneath the old chest |
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I need a chick on time, don't mind being early |
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Think I ride or I die down to six thirty |
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Straight up chick like twelve o'clock |
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I don't know where he at, that's what she tell the cops |
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Take a stand for a ******, raise her hand for a ****** |
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I solemnly swear he was with me all day |
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To the judge, he the one I love |
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Hell they can't tell, she don't even budge |
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Round and round we go |
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Don't stop 'til I tell you so |
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[Miley Cyrus:] |
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I'm in that passenger seat flying high in the air |
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And we're driving fast 'til we're plum out of gas |
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Let's go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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Four by four and away we go |
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High not low and away we go |
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Round and round and away we go |
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And away we go and away we go |
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Four by four and away we go |
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High not low and away we go |
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I'm a female rebel, who can't you tell |
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Who can't you tell, who can't you tell |
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I'm a female rebel, who can't you tell |
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Who can't you tell, who can't you tell |
