| Look at me Coyote
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| Don’t let a little road dust put you off
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| You can’t judge a book
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| Well you know that stuff
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| There’s a tear in my upholstery
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| And a hole in my shoe
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| But don’t you just wish that you could
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| Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do You can’t catch me Coyote
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| Though there may be blood on the tracks
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| There may be some bridges burning
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| Behind our backs
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| But I got my laundry on the backseat
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| And an itinerary too
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| And don’t you just wish that you could
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| Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Now I’m a speck on your horizon
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| Getting smaller fast
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| An ambush wouldn’t be surprising
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| I hope it’s better than your last
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| Once again the roadrunner
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| Leaves the coyote in the dirt
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| You’ve got another plan of action
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| But we all know it ain’t never gonna work
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| It must be hard having dog dreams
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| That never come true
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| And don’t you just wish that you could
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| Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do |