Red? But I prefer black
Inside leather, outside wet
In and out of lanes, real real fast
Waist not time, peddle to the metal
The sound alone, makes my body jerk
Around the track, and yet again
I inhale deep, as I feel myself lose my cool
Your always safe, and if you promise,
next time,
in your fast car,
I'd love to
RIDE
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