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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #906
Peak in subgenre #239
Author
Ewan Carmichael
Uploaded
September 30, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.1 MB • 128 kbps • 2:16
Lyrics
She was doin’ ninety miles an hour down the freeway
Ninety miles an hour down that long open road
She never turned a corner.
She just went straight ahead.
Her philosophy was cruel.
Her theology was bent.
Cos’ she had wheels.
Boy she loves those wheels.
Forever turning.
Her eyes were on the tarmac every inch of the way.
Burning rubber on and on.
She did it every day.
Many tried to stop her.
They didn’t stand a chance.
Her mind was on the engine like some new form of romance.
It was those wheels.
Boy she loves those wheels.
Forever turning.
Someones got to stop her.
Her mind is in a trance.
Some guys tried to coller her.
She didn’t wanna dance.
Her only loves the open road.
Her foot hard to the floor.
And when she’s had enough she’ll scream for more.
If you get her on her own you’ll find a different girl.
Her make ups aways flawless.
Her hair in tender curls.
But don’t try that too often.
Just remember what I say.
If you keep her from her auto.
You won’t see her again.
She’ll have her wheels.
Boy she loves those wheels.
Forever turning.
She’ll have her wheels.
Boy she loves those wheels.
Forever turning.
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