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It started at an early age, I guess around 13,
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I'd hear those engines on the street and my how they would scream.
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They'd pull into the driveway and I would run and hide,
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I'd overhear my brothers friends, they'd talk about their rides.
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Now momma always told me, "Don't hang around those boys;
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They'll get you into trouble with the cars that make the noise,"
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But I had this deep desire, that momma never knew.
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Girls like fast cars too.
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Girls like fast cars, fast cars too.
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But they like them sweet small and petite with an engine that'll cruise.
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They don't want to sound like thunder, they want their engines smooth.
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Girls like fast cars too.
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Drivin' down the street one night, just the girls and me.
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We've cruised this town so many times it's the hottest place to be.
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A car pulls up beside us as the redlight turns to green.
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He's revin' up his engine lord it sounds like a mean machine.
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But I took him by surprise with my good old Chevrolet,
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And when the race was over he didn't have too much to say.
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But by the look that he was wearing, he'd changed his attitude.
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Girls like fast cars too.
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Girls like fast cars, fast cars too.
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But they like them sweet small and petite with an engine that'll cruise.
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They don't want to sound like thunder, they want their engines smooth.
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Girls like fast cars too.
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Yeah they do!
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Girls Like Fast Cars
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| Anita Cochran |
