She had my head on a plate
With her sweet and sour sauce
She was riding in her car
I was riding on my horse
Neck and neck along the road
Well, I have nothing left to hide
So, what a heck
Firefly cars, women rushing past
The road was long and the race was fast
Gradually I fell behind
It was the blind leading the blind
It was the blin leading the blind
Over the hills, over the prairies
Down inthe pampa, up in the tundra
And in Paris in spring. And in old Pekin
And in Katmandu. And in Xanadu
I'm bursting out of the ocean
I'm bursting out of the ocean
Uh, Uh, it was another gas station
Uh, Uh, it was another you
Uh, Uh, it was another gas station
Uh, Uh, it was another you, and that's true
Babe, that's true and that's true
Gimme this and gimme that
I've got no need for your bipperty,
Bipperty, bipperty
Just my horse and me
Just my horse and me
And in Timbuktu (what?)
I'm busrting out of the ocean
I'm bursting out of the ocean
I'm bursting out of the ocean
I'm bursting out of the ocean
Shoot out
Burst out
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