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quinta-feira, 27 de maio de 2010



You jump in front of my car when you,

You know all the time that

Ninety miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive

You tell me it's alright, you don't mind a little pain

You say you just want me to take you for a ride

You're just like crosstown traffic

So hard to get through to you

Crosstown traffic

I don't need to run over you

Crosstown traffic

All you do is slow me down

And I'm tryin' to get on the other side of town"

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