| Why you wanna grip the wheel so tight
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| Your body’s shakin' from a rattlesnake bite
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| Tearin' down some hard man’s road
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| Waitin' for your head to explode
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| The night’s craashin' and the thunder rolls
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| Your eyes are glowin' like two hot coals
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| Slow down brother heed the sign
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| Man’s best friend is a diamond mine
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| Little murders happen all the time
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| There’s tiny bullets at the scence of the crime
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| Wipe your prints then ditch that gun
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| Say a prayer when the deed is done
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| I’ll light a candle when her spirits flies
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| She’ll hear the whispers and a thousand sighs
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| Her naked miracle silhouette
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| Leapn' from the pages of a novelette
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| I saw her float across the valley of tears
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| But just magic when the smoke disappear
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| Her winged chariot of golden fire
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| Suspended by tape and wire |