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racing on the strip again I've got to have some more I can't wait to stand next to the light Screming tires, badass racers thats the things that make me feel alright I'm moving in fast, I'm moving in slow I got to help myself to find a cure let me out, let me fly around the fields I don't give a damn if someone there is threatening me let me out, let me fly around the fields I don't give a damn if I smell like gazoline riding on down the pitlane I've got to change my wheels I can't stand the thought of slowing down changing gears I'm dropping the hammer I drive so fast my eyes are going blind I'm moving in fast, I'm moving in slow I got to help myself to find a cure let me out, let me fly around the fields I don't give a damn if someone there is threatening me let me out, let me fly around the fields I don't give a damn if I smell like gazoline let me out, let me fly around the fields I don't give a damn if someone there is threatening me let me out, let me fly around the fields I don't give a damn if I smell like gazoline |