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I started my baby up
And rolled away
Out on the road
My arm hanging out of the window
The music pumping

Dispite the volume on the stereo
I could hear the engine roaring under the hood
I pressed the gaspedal to the floor
And saw the world floating by in a foggy way

I felt free and the power of control
I hit the brakes
When I stood still
I started to burn some rubber
And slowly getting forward
I let go of the brakes
It was like at kick in the ass
I just went of like a rocket

Again I pressed the gaspedal to the floor
Felt the power of my V8 engine
And listend to the roar

I steard my beautyful Impala away
And left the world in cloud of smoke


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