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Pull over, shithead, this is the cops Full tank, pockets lined with cash Full throttle, gonna rip some ass. Drive all day, and through the night, Romance the road, winding left and right. The stars above guide me, the moonlight is free. A feeling inside me, and the whole world to see. Driving fast makes me feel good, The speed of light trapped under my hood. Breaking laws, 'cause there's nothing to do. Driving the interstate, stopped for a 502 Hundreds of miles rolled off today. Signs lose their meaning, minutes tick away. Dirt roads to interstates, I must have drove them all. Cigarettes and burgers, caffeine and alcohol. Drive until daybreak, always on the go. Life on the freeway, night shift till dawn patrol. Driving fast makes me feel good, The speed of light trapped under my hood Breaking laws 'cause there's nothing to do. Driving the interstate, stopped for a 502. Stopped for a 502, next time it's gonna be you. Stars above guide me This feeling inside me. I drive until daybreak. Life on the freeway is Hell. I'm coming through. Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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