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Wanna Race
I’m a sixty-nine super sport Chevelle
Got a big block, a blown three-ninety-six
Here on the strip, tryin’ to raise some hell
Look out baby, got a blue bottle of tricks
You’ll like the way I come off the line
My tach is in the red, but I’m hard to beat
Just enjoy the ride, it’s all a good time
You wanna take control, jump in the driver’s seat
If you wanna go fast, all it takes is cash
You gotta have control or you’ll crash
My hands are greasy, but my money is clean
Look here baby, this ain’t no California dream
Like a cowgirl, creepin’ up in the night
It’s all about watching that rear view
Man, those headlights are on bright
When they come up close, I’ll see just what you can do
When it’s on the line, got the boost switch on
Like a volcano that’s ready to explode
Don’t look back, baby I’m already gone
If you wanna race
It’s an eighth of a mile
Just name the place
I’ll be there with a smile
I sting like a bumblebee
So baby
Do you still want a piece of me
(Instrumental)
If you wanna go fast, all it takes is cash
You gotta have control or you’ll crash
My hands are greasy, but my money is clean
Look here baby, this ain’t no California dream
If you wanna go fast, all it takes is cash
You gotta have control or you’ll crash
My hands are greasy, but my money is clean
Look here baby, this ain’t no California dream
Got a big block, a blown three-ninety-six
Here on the strip, tryin’ to raise some hell
Look out baby, got a blue bottle of tricks
You’ll like the way I come off the line
My tach is in the red, but I’m hard to beat
Just enjoy the ride, it’s all a good time
You wanna take control, jump in the driver’s seat
If you wanna go fast, all it takes is cash
You gotta have control or you’ll crash
My hands are greasy, but my money is clean
Look here baby, this ain’t no California dream
Like a cowgirl, creepin’ up in the night
It’s all about watching that rear view
Man, those headlights are on bright
When they come up close, I’ll see just what you can do
When it’s on the line, got the boost switch on
Like a volcano that’s ready to explode
Don’t look back, baby I’m already gone
If you wanna race
It’s an eighth of a mile
Just name the place
I’ll be there with a smile
I sting like a bumblebee
So baby
Do you still want a piece of me
(Instrumental)
If you wanna go fast, all it takes is cash
You gotta have control or you’ll crash
My hands are greasy, but my money is clean
Look here baby, this ain’t no California dream
If you wanna go fast, all it takes is cash
You gotta have control or you’ll crash
My hands are greasy, but my money is clean
Look here baby, this ain’t no California dream
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