INTRO:
You’re tank of gas is running out.
You tip the bottle to your mouth. Woah woah
Through the haze you can see.
What the desert does to me. To me
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Your stereo is playing loud.
Heat is high, engine wound. Woah woah
Ninety miles, 1 0 3.
It’s what the desert does to me. So serene
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YOU CONTROL IT, BUT NEVER BACK DOWN.
IF YOU NOTICE, WE”RE IN THE (F#) NEXT TOWN.
AND IT”S JUST LIKE GOING, WHERE YOU CAN’T SEE.
OH, YOUR LEMONADE IS GASOLINE. So unclean
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Oooohs ( Soft Female vocals)
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