I may not seem your ideal
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when you look into my eyes
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I don't smoke
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I don't tell jokes
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I'm not the custom made size
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But baby let me take you
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out on the highway for awhile
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I'll show you where
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the man in me
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is when he doesn't hide
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He's cruisin' in the fast lane
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stuck behind the wheel
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Jekyll and Hyde going on inside
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when I'm your automobile
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And let me be your
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car for awhile child
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shift me into gear
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and I'll be there
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fill me up with
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five star gasoline
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I'll be your car
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I'll take you anywhere
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Don't you know I can't dance
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I don't dig it
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I can't see it at all
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You say I'm just
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a specimen and baby I can crawl
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My physique just don't look
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the way the physiques
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really should
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But then again
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I've got an engine
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underneath my hood
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When I'm cutting up the road
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with a sports car on my tail
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Frankenstein's inside my mind
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and the wind's inside my sails
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And let me be your
|
car for awhile child
|
shift me into gear
|
and I'll be there
|
fill me up with
|
five star gasoline
|
I'll be your car
|
I'll take you anywhere
|
<Interlude>
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Don't you know I can't dance
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I don't dig it
|
I can't see it at all
|
You say I'm just
|
a specimen and baby I can crawl
|
My physique just don't look
|
the way the physiques
|
really should
|
But then again
|
I've got an engine
|
underneath my hood
|
When I'm cutting up the road
|
with a sports car on my tail
|
Frankenstein's inside my mind
|
and the wind's inside my sails
|
And let me be your
|
car for awhile child
|
shift me into gear
|
and I'll be there
|
fill me up with
|
five star gasoline
|
I'll be your car
|
I'll take you anywhere
|
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Let Me Be Your Car
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| Rod Stewart & The Faces |
