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Racing my motor
Just like a rocket
Time
Don't need no pace car baby
Hot
Mean
Heavy metal machine
Heavy metal machine.
Wind
On the loose
Stop me
Juice
The pace car's pacin'; now the green flag's wavin'

[Chorus]
Uh oh, another six-pack summer comin'
Sing to me, babe; I'll be your dashboard drummer,
We'll drive down to Durango--up and leave this place
And maybe forget the triangle with a change of pace
The car broke down when we had just begun
The pace car's pacin', now the green flag's wavin'

Oh, oh another six pack summer
Sing to me babe I'll be your dashboard drummer
Let's turn the radio up
space 
A car to speed the pace 
It's the day - It's the day of the century 

You show up with yet 
Another mask 
Another story 
Just to confuse me
over his hydro-plaining pace car chase
Wait up let me isolate the bass more
Gate of god's acre
Aim to rake the snow off each forsaken name here
to the cracks in the pavement
To the roaches and rat and the amoured cars pacing
To the spies and the thieves and the cross-eyed complainers
To the...ain't that
[Quik:]
My name is quik & I be moving fast like a race car
But I'm top seed number one like the pace car
Whether you up on me or you chillin' way
I suppose that's okay...

Cars up on the overpass
Fake the sound of waves
I can feel the building shaking
Pacing pacing pacing pacing
Quik:
My name is quik & i be moving fast like a race car
But i'm top seed number one like the pace car
Whether you up on me or you chillin' way
dat, who dat racing
They chasing, car pacing, infiltration put it on my nation
Its the faceless one

hook
Put the bone in
She yelled at the store
'Cause my doggie's been hit by a car
And I do want to bring him home something
Put the bone in
She
it smart
By the time lucky gets lucky
When he steps out of the getaway car

Yeah, now he's gonna get lucky
This time he'll play it smart
By
everyone 
They say love conquers all
You can't start it like a car 
You can't stop it with a gun
Leaving in the evening 
Traveling at night 
Staying
car, a great big red one 
With a top that rolls right down 
You must be something in San Fransisco 
A dressed up, painted country clown 

You're
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Well I'm tired of the pressure
So tired of the pace
Just wanna grab you baby
And get out of this place
I got no chance
I can't explain the way I feel
 Each time I get behind the wheel
 The rush of blood comes
 As the power surges
 And my right foot urges
 The car
stuntin'
That's how I'm supposed to live
I move fast paced
So I drive faster cars
Take a look outside
Those are really ours
And we're really stars we
I move fast paced
So I drive faster cars
Take a look outside
Those are really ours
And we're really stars
We all travel safe and go really far
I move fast paced
So I drive faster cars
Take a look outside
Those are really ours
And we're really stars
We all travel safe and go really far
The cars come up the drive, so many people inside,
Under the stars they smile, 
They want to invade my home
I pace the darkened hall, try
The cars come up the drive, so many people inside,
Under the stars they smile, 
They want to invade my home
I pace the darkened hall, try
watched her trippin' down a staircase. It looked like a mistake at a steeplechase. A busted flywheel at stock car race. I fell in love at a terrible pace
the streets below
Cars and the people
Lonely church steeple surrounded by gray
We need to move away

Here we go over and over and over
You're talking about it
of failures inflicted
In phone calls from strip clubs and bail bonds

There's a light left on
There's a pace to our direction
There's a movie still

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