Waxed up, shining fat and clean
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Double big shot pipes from hell
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Air cleaner cover gleam
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A vibe you can not buy or sell
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The sparks ignite the oxygen and fuel blend
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Gentle right-hand turn
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Listen to the sound of thunder
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Al 666 cubic inches burn
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Fringes leather pistons throbbing
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Mightt thunder now unleashed
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The pipes begin to glow still I'm too slow
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I thottle-up my beaast
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I'm freeway mad I'm speedfreak glad
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I smile against the wind I fly
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A shooting star the road is far
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I ride to live and I live to ride
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Krom
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Bathory |