| Tuck in the bend and hit the corner right
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| Red blood boys behind the bike
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| Cruising together, tryna make a scene
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| Nothing at all can come between
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| They’re feeling lucky, tryna make you crack
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| Stand up boy or take it back
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| You’ll get a shiner like you’ve never seen
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| Ride it out or keep it clean
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| I’m just a lover boy
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| I’m not cut out to be cruel
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| Cuddled in corduroy
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| Usually acting the fool
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| Soft at the edges still
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| Keeping my lights on low beam
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| Thinking of different thrills
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| Tryna find love in my dreams
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| I know what you’re on about
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| I know that you’re wrong
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| I know what you’re on about
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| I know that you’re wrong
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| I know what you’re thinking, you can take me for a ride
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| Baby hit me harder 'cause I’m never gonna hide
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| You can keep on running, but you’re running out of track
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| I’ma keep it coming, that’s a matter of fact
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| Step on the gas and let the rubber burn
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| Sun retires as they return
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| There’s only one thing you can guarantee
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| Night belongs to the cavalry
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| They gotta taste for everything you’ve got
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| Take your chance while the engine’s hot
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| Forever leather lovers on the street
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| Stand your ground or take a seat
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| I’m just a lover boy
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| I’m not cut out to be cruel
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| Cuddled in corduroy
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| Usually acting the fool
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| Soft at the edges still (I'm bruising like a peach)
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| Keeping my lights on low beam (Doesn't mean that I’m weak)
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| Thinking of different thrills (Getting lost in my head)
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| Tryna find love in my dreams (Until I’m back in bed)
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| I know what you’re on about
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| I know that you’re wrong
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| Baby let me down
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| I just don’t belong
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| I know what you’re thinking, you can take me for a ride
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| Baby hit me harder 'cause I’m never gonna hide
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| You can keep on running, but you’re running out of track
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| I’ma keep it coming, that’s a matter of fact
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| I know what you’re thinking, you can take me for a ride
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| Baby do you wish that no one ever made me hide
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| You can keep on running, but you’re running out of track
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| I’ma keep it coming, that’s a matter of fact
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| I know what you’re thinking, you can take me for a ride
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| Grip me by the collar, baby never let me hide
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| You can keep on running, but you’re running out of track
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| I’ma keep it coming, that’s a matter of fact |