They came from England
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They came from France
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All the way from the USA
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Just to take a chance
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They came from Holland
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Germany, Scandinavia too
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The rebel citizen driver's, look out
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They come blasting through
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And they would drive all the way
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Through the pouring rain
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All night and all day
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Non-stop all the way
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Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
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Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
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Outlaw motorcycle gangs joined forces with the citizen drivers
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And had become the spearhead,
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Finding out the routes that would take them south,
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Away from the cold north to the sun,
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The rebel riders….
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Black Chevy's, Rollers and Ford Escorts too
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Tanked up, tuned up, ready to blast, clean on through
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I said, the riders were the spearhead, they got us over the border line
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And we came steaming through Amsterdam, right on time
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I got nothing to declare, there ain't nothing to be checked
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But at the Franco-Russian border ten of us go wrecked
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Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
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Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
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A family doctor in Boston, Massachusetts,
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He made it all the way not by chance
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He had a hot shot Chevy panel truck designed as an ambulance
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Be broke through to his final destination
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The desolated beaches of St. Tropez
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Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
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Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
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Jacking it in for the last drive, jacking it in for the last drive now
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(Burdon, Carter, Dietz, Gartig, Kravetz, Noya, Passmann)
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The Last Drive
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| The Animals |
