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Take me with you
My soul is on
(Get back with your heart attack)
(Get back with your heart attack)
(Get back with your heart attack)
Can I ride your motorbike?
Karaoke nights by the sea
Bomber jacket hyperspace
Leather laced in 3D
Water's crashing (can I?)
Road is turning (can I? Yeah, can I?)
Roads keeps turning on
So hold on
(Take me with you)
Hold on
(My soul is on)
Hold on
(Take me with you)
Hold on
(My soul is on)
Can I stay with you?
Make it easy for me
You are the most selfish kind
Nevermind what I need
Water's crashing
Road keeps turning
On and on and on
So hold on
(Take me with you)
Hold on
(My soul is on)
Hold on
(Take me with you)
Hold on
(My soul is on)
Hold on
Hold on
Yo slip, umm, crack
Goes the backscreen door
She wanted to go for coffee
But I sleep an hour more
I see Mary dancing across the porch
She put her rolled up Ziggy's in her rock and roll jersey
Jersey, she was born to run
She was a spirit in the night
She was blinded by the light
She was hold up in Jungleland
Straight up (take me with you)
The rock and roll big boss
Turnpike down by the river of desire
Just off Thunder Road, where you catch her (my soul is on)
In the Tenth Avenue, freeze out
She was lost in a flood
Mary, Queen of Arkansas (take me with you)
Dreaming of a Cadillac ranch with a hungry heart
But most of all she was born in the USA (my soul is on)
Ashbury Park, New Jersey
Inner state babe
To be exact she was her own rock and roll video
Rolls Royce, low riding
Speed climbing, driving by the sea
Making mad love on other people's private property
While being on the run from the local law for unpaid parking tickets
Can I stay with you?
Make it easy for me
(So hold on)
Are you a tramp like that?
Are you born to run? (Hold on)
If you's a tramp like that
Come on, give me some
(Hold on)
You like your guitars fat
You like your beach with bum (hold on)
I never had no fun
Come on, let me ride shotgun
'Cause I'm a tramp like that
Oh, I'm a tramp like that
Yeah, I'm a tramp like that
And I'm gonna give you so much
New Jersey girl
We gonna ride around
New Jersey girl
New Jersey sun
(Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on)
(Hold on, hold on, hold on) I can't hold it back, gimme speed
(Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on) Uh, gimme speed
(Hold on, hold on) How y'all feel out there? Yeah
(Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on)
(Hold on, hold on) I can't hold it back
(Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on)
Yeah, how y'all feel out there?
Yeah, speed it up
Uh, gimme speed
I can't hold it back (yeah)
I can't hold it back
How y'all feel out there?
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Speed - Bran Van 3000
