You got a fast car But is it fast enough so we can fly away? We gotta make a decision We leave tonight or live and die this way
I remember we were driving, driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
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