| I may not seem your ideal when you look into my eyes
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| I don’t smoke, I don’t tell jokes, I’m not the custom made size
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| But baby let me take you out on the highway for a while
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| I’ll show yow where the man in me is when he doesn’t hide
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| Well he’s cruising in the fast lane, stuck behind the wheel
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| Jekyll and Hyde going on inside when I’m your automobile
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| Let me be your car for a while child
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| Shift me into gear and I’ll be there
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| Fill me up with five star gasoline girl
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| I’ll be your car, I’ll take you anywhere
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| Let me be your car, come on and drive me
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| I’m a speedy little boy down deep inside
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| I got bucket seats and two speed window cleaners
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| Just let me be your car, oh come on and ride
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| I can’t dance, I don’t dig it, I can’t see it at all
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| You say I’m just a specimen, and baby I can crawl
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| Well my physique don’t look the way the physiques really should
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| But then again I’ve got an engine underneath my hood
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| When I’m cutting up the road with a sports car on my tail
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| Frankenstein’s inside my mind, and the wind’s inside my sails |