| Driving to the crime of the time
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| I manufacture my mind
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| Till we stop
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| Till the real man comes on top
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| And now you’ll really be dropped
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| Fading in the lane with the brain
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| That can never be tamed
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| I got the car
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| Got the 21st century car
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| Well now I know who you are
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| You’re so automatic
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| The way you bleed
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| You’re so automatic
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| The things you need
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| You’re so automatic
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| And you still are
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| Standing in the field what a deal
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| Will you get out and kneel
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| Where you are
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| Where the blood doesn’t get on my car
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| It’s such a beautiful car
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| Dropping of the shot with the pop
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| Makes me wonder and stop
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| What you got
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| What you really got coming along
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| And now you really are gone
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| You’re so automatic
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| The way you bleed
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| You’re so automatic
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| The things you need
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| You’re so automatic
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| The way you see
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| You’re so automatic
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| You’re just like me
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| You’re so automatic
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| And you still are |