'79 corvet
My only escape
I'ma put the petal to the metal
as i wave goodbye to this little bitty city on the east side.
passin all the signs
prayin for some changes
seat belts broke gah this cars a piece of crap
to late
no stoping now
I'm on the interstate
going 75
yankee's watch out this southernbells pretty stout.
Reason for writing:
just ramblin dreaming on the day that happens or the day i have a reason for that to happen.
Birth sign: Gemini
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