| It was the first I got my father’s car
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| Looked like hell, with beer smell, all right
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| But most important was the music that played
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| Old stock, hard rock, don’t mind
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| To bring me home
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| Where I come from
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| I got that feeling when you don’t wanna turn
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| To the left to the right, all night
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| To drive after the moon and distant stars
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| Over hills, far away, all the way
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| But morning runs
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| To catch my stars
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| She’s got excited when she sat in my car
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| Pretty girl, right now, oh yeah
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| It’s got little bit harder, to look at the road
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| Her hot sight and long night, oh no
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| This time I’m gonna love you, baby
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| This time I’m gonna love
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| And where I was going last night
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| Baby don’t you wanna know
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| And where are we going right now
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| The road is gonna show
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| But you, you show me the best you can do baby
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| Show me the way you use to be
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| Baby show me
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| Show me the best you can do
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| Oh right
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| That’s right baby
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| This time I’m gonna
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| Loooooove!
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| Show me the best you can do! |