| Feet on the dash and the sparks out the window
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| Talking so deep like it’s mixed with the bass — low
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| Going so fast but you know I ain’t scared though
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| Speed up, slow, slow down
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| I want it so bad
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| Slow down, slow, slow down
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| Make the seats fold back
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| Slow down, slow, slow down
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| The seats fold back, the seats fold
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| Slow down, slow, slow down
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| I want it so bad
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| I feel it in my toes and hands, yeah
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| And we drive so fast
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| Drive, drive, drive
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| Till we get lost
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| Till we get lost
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| Till we get lost
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| Till we get lost
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| Nothing feels better than the gears moving up it’s so bad
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| Close call though, cause I love it when you pull it on back
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| And it’s dark outside the way we like to just drive
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| Deep into things we don’t say but we both understand
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| I want it so bad
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| I feel it in my toes and hands, yeah
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| And we drive so fast
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| Drive, drive, drive
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| Till we get lost
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| Till we get lost
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| Until we get lost in the feeling and I
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| Need you to speed it, push it over the limit
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| Let’s break the law, let’s break the law
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| Till the engine stalls
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| Keep pedal to the metal till the motherfucking car explodes
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| Yeah, till the car explode
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| Nothing feels better than the gears moving up it’s so bad
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| Close call though, cause I love it when you pull it on back
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| And it’s dark outside the way we like to just drive
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| Deep into things we don’t say but we both understand
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| Feet on the dash and the sparks out the window
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| Talking so deep like it’s mixed with the bass — low
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| Going so fast but you know I ain’t scared though
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| Speed up, slow, slow down
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| Till we get lost
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| Till we get lost |