When he turned 18
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there was only one thing
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That he'd think about all the time
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With a scoop on the hood
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and a thundering roar,
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When you power shift overdrive
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Up on the hill
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with a head full of dreams,
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"That'll be me one day"
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When the chequered flag
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would bring 'em all home,
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This is what the kid would say
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Now he's 25 got his own car,
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No. 1 painted on the side
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He may be young and he may be small,
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But you ought to see him drive
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Tearing it up through Conrod straight,
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Tyres chirpin' every gear,
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If you listen close
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to what the kid's got to say,
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This is what you're gonna hear
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Now I've got my wheels watch me drive right by, You can eat my dust and try to keep up
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Man I'd like to see you try, I'll have my pedal
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to the metal my claw to the floor
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And I'm always out sight, Now I got my wheels
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And I won't even wave goodbye
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(And this is me waving goodbye)
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When I Get My Wheels
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| Adam Brand |
