| Make something happen.
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| If you don’t, I will.
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| We might lose a lifetime looking for a thrill.
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| Night is a jungle
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| A forbidden place
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| In the neon forest people vanish
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| Without trace.
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| Midnight
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| Stay tight together
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| Greased-up and ready,
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| A well-oiled machine
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| You’re my motorcycle
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| I’m your gasoline.
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| Spark my ignition,
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| You hold the key.
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| Won’t you kick yourself in gear and
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| Ride away with me?
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| And I fell
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| Like hell for leather. |
| (Hell for leather)
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| Can you
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| Tell it’s forever
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| Yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah! |
| (hey)
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| Trapped in the city,
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| You learn to save your skin
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| There ain’t no human zoo could ever cage us in.
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| The night is a jungle
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| But don’t you lose your way,
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| There’s hungry creatures out there looking
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| For some easy prey.
|
| And I fell
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| Like hell for leather (Hell for leather)
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| You can tell that it’s forever.
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| Forever, forever
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| Won’t you ride away with me?
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| You can ride away with me
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| Ride away with me
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| Hell for leather. |