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One foot on the brake and one on the gas, hey |
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Well, there's too much traffic, I can't pass, no |
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So I tried my best illegal move |
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Well, baby, black and white come and touched my groove again |
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Gonna write me up a 125 |
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Post my face wanted dead or alive |
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Take my license, all that jive |
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I can't drive 55, oh no |
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So I signed my name on number 24, hey |
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Yeah, the judge said, "Boy, just one more |
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We're gonna throw your ass in the city joint" |
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Looked me in the eye, said, "You get my point?" |
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I said, "Yeah, oh yeah" |
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Write me up a 125 |
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Post my face wanted dead or alive |
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Take my license, all that jive |
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I can't drive 55, oh, yeah |
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I can't drive 55 |
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I can't drive 55 |
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I can't drive 55 |
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I can't drive 55 |
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When I drive that slow, you know it's hard to steer |
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And I can't get get my care out of second gear |
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What used to take two hours now takes all day |
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It took me 16 hours to get to L.A. |
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Gonna write me up a 125 |
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Post my face wanted dead or alive |
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Take my license, all that jive |
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I can't drive 55, no, no, no |
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I can't drive |
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(I can't drive 55) |
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I can't drive |
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(I can't drive 55) |
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I can't drive 55 |
