| Ooh, on the dash frame girl
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| And you think that we can elevate?
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| Ooh, on the dash frame girl
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| Do you think that we can make mistakes?
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| And doing on its way, I’ll burn away, baby
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| Do you think we can fly, fly?
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| Took to shape the world
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| Must be on the dash frame
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| On the dash frame
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| That she left over
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| Ooh, on the dash frame love
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| Can’t ever wrap around
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| Ooh, on the dash frame girl
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| Running from and you break
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| Levitate, and you never break
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| As you’d levitate, girl
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| How’d you levitate, how’d you levitate
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| How’d you levitate, girl
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| Ooh, on the dash frame girl
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| Ooh, on the dash board girl
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| Ooh, and I can’t stop me
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| And I’m just trying to break free
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| Ooh, on the dash frame girl
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Cellophane, looming up for air
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| I’m still stuck in this world |