You're like a late night hit and run
Her body's bullet proof when I got the gun
I light her up for fun
She could use me
Ya, you could take me for a ride
We'll see the city for the very first time
Take it to 99 if you want me to
And suddenly I'm paralyzed in your review
Stop me up and turn me on
leave me at the race of dawn
The highway stars surround me ya
and wrap the world around me
And I said
Oh, Oh, Oh
67 GTO
Oh, oh, oh
Turn up the radio
Ya, and she knows where to go to leave the world behind
So wont you turn me over
Ya, I worked all summer long
scraping for money
playing cover songs
I know it wont be long
Till I have her
Ya, cause when the highway stars surround me
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