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THE BALLAD OF All along the city With the car right by my side I toured the city I was sittin' pretty mama Yeah yeah yeah Cruisin' for burgers ain't no thrill 'Cept in those summer days When winter comes and brings a chill I wanna ride on a street of glaze I'll tell you what it's about Come outside and see me Grab the car and give a shout Don't take it easy Drive fast to please me Yeah yeah yeah Give me the danger of the ride Under the winter sky I'll ride the raíl and you can drive Floor it babe I wanna fly Cruisin' cruisin' ain't no thrill Cruisin' for burgars ain't no thrill yeah 'Cept in those summer days baby When winter comes and brings a chill I wanna ride on a street of glaze |
