| I wanna go ahead until I just run out of gas
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| I wanna beat the road, with four-wheel thunder
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| There’s a Cadillac dealer in Kansas City counting money
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| And the highway patrol are going nowhere
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| Don’t say no, don’t make me grieve
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| Don’t say no, you gotta feel the breeze
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| On a clear night, moonlight, You and me the car
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| Under a thousands stars
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| That’s all the magic we need
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| So don’t you go turnin' my dream into a nightmare
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| C’mon let’s ride, right out of here
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| Imagine you and I, leavin' it all behind
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| Find another world, beyond the turnpike
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| There’ll be lots of people uptight
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| Maybe some F.B.I., and your daddy screamin' bloody murder
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| Don’t say no, don’t make me grieve
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| Don’t say no, you gotta feel the breeze
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| Picture the two of us, we’re so happy, so much in love
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| You know how the story goes — At the end of the rainbow
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| There’s a bag of gold… |