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Rosco
Lyricist:Stephen O'reilly, Rob Williamson
Held up, waiting in line All raped up, all rapped out All raped up, becoming wiped out
Where are we all going? We're just blowing time We're just blowing time
I've got this fantasy It's a fourth gear ecstasy In held up situations like these
I'd really like to be the king of all of me Twenty-three, going on Zero to one-fifty
Ten foot golden mags High-octane rocket fuel I let my lady drive So I can steer the tunes
In just a couple seconds We'll be breathin' G's Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Nugent's cranked to ten Come on and breathe the breeze
Cut off that white Miata Roll over that Toyota Corolla This is the righteous release
Now we're really gaining speed There's been a chain reaction All the other cooped up slaves are following me
Destroy that a.m., p.m. Get all the cops where we can see 'em It's time for it all to come down
In just a couple seconds We'll be breathin' G's Nugent's cranked to ten Come on and breathe the breeze
Join us for fresh air
Where are we all going?
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