Some men sail the waters, some men live on the land
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I was born Apollo with the reins and the whip in my hand
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Where I take the ladies is something you've never seen
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But nothing stops a man who flies
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and glides like a dying machine
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I don't need the motions that are made for that hill
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And I don't do half the things you think that I will
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And I don't see how you find it much of a thrill
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That's unless you want to take a ride
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Ride my chariot baby, my role is the sun
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Ride my chariot baby, my steed's on the run
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Ride my chariot baby, we're leaving by dawn
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Come on, come on, or else you're gonna see me gone
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I got the belts and whips on, hanging around my waist
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I ride the skies of lightning
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with the clouds running over my face
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Start out in the morning, sailing on the edge of night
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I can save you with my left hand,
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I can destroy you again with my right
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You've got one last chance to catch a ride on my tail
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When I move my tracks are hardly leaving a trail
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And the sun and I leave every dawn without fail
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So if you want to take a ride
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Rain Rider
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Nazz |