| Let me take you on a trip down memory lane
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| On a journey to a place you feel alive
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| It is one of those things that you can’t explain
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| Magic doesn’t happen every day
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| Step aboard, we take you for a ride
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| Down a street that will never die
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| Hit us like a bullet, wild and fast this rebellious sound
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| Becomes a kids path
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| Back in the seventies a seed was grown
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| And in the eighties a new wave was born
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| It came thundering down like heavy rain
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| With the speed of a freight train
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| Step aboard, we take you for a ride
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| Down a street that will never die
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| Hit us like a bullet, wild and fast this rebellious sound
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| Becomes a kids path
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| Thirty years later the game is still on
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| Stronger than ever yeah yeah
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| The women are hot and the speakers are loud
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| Grad a beer and a whiskey too at Ghost Avenue
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| Step aboard, we take you for a ride
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| Down a street that will never die
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| Hit us like a bullet, wild and fast this rebellious sound
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| Becomes a kids path
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| Step aboard, we take you for a ride
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| Down a street that will never die
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| Hit us like a bullet, wild and fast this rebellious sound
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| Becomes a kids path |