martes, 29 de septiembre de 2009

Fast Car



I remember we were driving driving in your car 
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk 
City lights lay out before us 
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder 
And I had a feeling that I belonged 
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone 

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