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I've been driving all night, my hand's wet on the wheel |
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There's a voice in my head, that drives me heel |
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It's my baby callin', says |
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I need you here |
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And it's half past four and |
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I'm shifting gear |
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When she's lonely and the longing gets too much |
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She sends a cable coming in from above |
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Don't need no phone at all |
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We've got a thing that's called: |
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Radar love |
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We've got a wave in the air |
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Radar love |
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The radio's playing some forgotten song |
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Brenda Lee's: "Coming on strong" |
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The road's got me hypnotised |
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And I'm speeding into a new sunrise |
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When I get lonely, and |
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I'm sure I've had enough |
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She sends her comfort coming in from above |
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Don't need no letters at all |
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We've got a thing that's called: |
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Radar love |
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We've got a line in the sky |
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No more speed |
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I'm almost there |
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Gotta keep cool, now gotta take care |
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Last car to pass, here |
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I go! And the line of cars drove down real slow |
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And the radio played that forgotten song |
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Brenda Lee's |
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Coming on strong |
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And the newsman sang his same old song |
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One more Radar love has gone |
