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While they were staring at the Citgo sign |
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Is when they lost our trail |
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They thought we were part of a caravan |
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But we had other plans |
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You can't catch me |
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Where I'm gonna fall |
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You can't catch me |
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Where I'll hide |
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This world's too cold |
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This Nova rolls |
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I'm moving to the sun |
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93 miles times a million more |
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Quite a trip we've planned |
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I must drive now carefully |
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(I must drive now) |
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And figure where we'll land |
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You can't catch me |
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Where I'm gonna fall |
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You can't catch me |
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Where I'll hide |
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This world's too cold |
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So I'm gonna run |
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I'm moving to the sun |
