Honey, you're from Detroit.
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You know a lot about wheels.
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A summertime hot rod's givin' me the brake job.
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Don't you stop 'til I start to squeal.
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'Cause, baby, I love your body
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as much as your automobile.
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But I need more than a tune up.
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I'll take you with the moon up.
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Just let me drive. Mmm, let me drive.
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I wanna feel the power comin' alive.
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Darlin', let me drive. Mmm, let me drive.
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Let me behind the wheel.
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I wanna know how your hot rod feels.
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Honey, I hear you're the expert.
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You can keep me at the edge of my seat.
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Take me through a tight turn, keep me at a slow burn.
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feet to the floor and I feel the heat.
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And, baby, they say you'll deliver
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lovin' up and down the street.
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But it's your turn to be driven.
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C'mon and slide over.
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Get in and let me drive. Mmm, let me drive.
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I wanna feel all that power comin' alive.
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Darlin', let me drive. Mmm, let me drive.
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Let me behind the wheel.
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I wanna know how your hot rod feels.
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Baby, don't ask directions.
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Who needs a map when there's time to ride?
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Baby, you're hands are shakin'.
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Give me the keys, turn on the lights.
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I'm gonna burn out this road tonight.
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Ooooh, let me drive. Mmm, let me drive.
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I wanna feel your power comin' alive.
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And darlin', let me drive. Mmm, let me drive.
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Let me behind the wheel.
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I wanna know how your hot rod feels.
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Let me drive. Oooh, let me drive.
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Let me behind the wheel.
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I wanna know how your hot rod feels.
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Let me drive. Let me drive.
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Let me behind the wheel...
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Let Me Drive
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Bette Midler |