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Driving down those city streets |
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Waiting to get down |
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Won't you take your big machine |
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Somewhere in this town |
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Now in the parking lot garage |
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I found the proper place |
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Just follow all the written rules |
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You'll fit into the space |
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Pull up to my bumper baby |
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In your long black limousine |
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Pull up to my bumper baby |
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And drive it in between |
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Pull up, to it, |
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Don't drive, through it |
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Back it, up twice |
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Now that fits nice |
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Operate around the clock, |
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Slow it if you come in? |
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I've got lots of space for everyone |
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One for you my friend? |
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My lines are short I'll fix you up |
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So won't you please come on, |
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Shiny sleek machine you wheeled |
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I've got to blow your horn. |
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Pull up to my bumper baby |
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In your long black limosine, |
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Pull up to my bumper baby |
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And drive it in between. |
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Pull up to it, don't drive through it, |
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Back it, up twice, now that fits nice, |
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Grease it, spray it |
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Let me lubricate it |
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Pull up to my bumper baby (to end) |
