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You tell me that you’re leaving me

For someone you believe to be

Devoted just to you and you alone

Well goodbye baby, you know I’ll

Be thinkin’ of you only while

I get my Chevy motor fully blown

When you said I had to choose between

This muscle car and you, my queen

There was only one way that could ever go

I used to get home when I could

But there was nothing there as good

As when I light the nitro on my

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She got fuelie heads, a tunnel ram

Roller rockers, lumpy cam

A seated seta new L34’s

Gotta new four hundred Hydra shift

Simmons wheels, nine inch diff

Bridgestone Eagers, twelve inch just because

She’s got four a colour, four a clear

She’s lookin’ better year by year

And unlike you tonight she’s riding low

So baby its goodbye

You could never get me high

Like when I light the nitro on my

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Well baby if I had to guess

I’d say your man is more or less

The figment of an overheated dream

The kinda thing a girl like you

Can fantasize to get you through

And rectify your battered self esteem

I’ll bet he comes to get you in

Some shopping trolley kinda thing

That gets you where you’re going nice and slow

Well off you go that’s fine

The pleasure’s all mine

When I light the nitro on my

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