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Blacklist Royals - White Line Fever |
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Ran these old brick streets for years |
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And nothing ever come my way |
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Got a '68 Ford in my front yard |
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Just rust and faded grey |
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But man once she was so cherry red |
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Sweetest thing that you ever seen |
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I sit down behind the wheel |
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Just wondering when did everything |
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Get so fucked up |
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Get so turned around |
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Hit the gas and |
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I pull that shifter down |
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In the evening when the sun is low |
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Well mister I'll be running |
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As fast as these |
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God damn wheels will roll |
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Can't you hear that V-8 motor humming |
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And in the morning |
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When the sky, is golden |
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Hey maybe I'll be gone |
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I keep moving, just keep moving |
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I keep moving on |
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And I took one last ride by your house |
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And saw you sitting there inside |
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Thought about our love |
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And all those things |
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That seemed to make it die |
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Well baby out of all those other girls |
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You're still the best that I've ever seen |
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But I just sit there idling, |
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Wondering when everything |
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Got so fucked up |
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And got so turned around |
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I hit the gas and I pull that |
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Shifter down |
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And I'm counting white lines |
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On the road |
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But I still take you |
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Everywhere I go |
