| I’m riding in your car, a hundred miles an hour- ooh
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| Grin from ear to ear, i’m feeling happy here- ooh
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| I don’t wanna park tonight, pass by those traffic lights
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| It’s such a simple plan, a trip in your sedan- ooh
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| Hill climb for morning views, sun-up in your saloon
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| Oh lets go further down the road
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| Don’t ask me what it is or where to go
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| Because I don’t know- I don’t know
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| I just wonder if you fell desire?
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| I’m riding in your car, a good friend you are- ooh
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| So take me where I please see Los Angeles
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| A bad idea to try you look so horrified
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| And I didn’t think that you could tell
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| I’m a psyco speeding road machine from hell
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| You know me so well
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| It’s just a simple trip by car
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| A sleeping passenger you are
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| But boy what a picture of relif
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| That your skin is just as smooth and just as sweet
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| And it’s warm beyond belief
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| And I wonder if you feel desire |