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Jane Jensen
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Highway 90
I'm driving down Highway 90 Going back for the hair of that dog that bit me I'm gonna bite back while I can Are you my boy? Are you my man?
Driving down Highway 90 And the road becomes a boy To a bullet, to a brain The sky, all of this gray matter looks like rain
90, 90, 90, 90
Driving down Highway 90 I think about a girl, she lives so fast She could a been a super sonic chica If she could get off her ass
Driving down Highway 90 I dream about a day at a comic book store I didn't wanna be a groupie But I guess I am a comic book whore
90, 90, 90, 90
Driving down Highway 90 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Lock my up in a disco and throw away the key I wanna be Donna Summer But I'll bet she wouldn't wanna be me
Driving down Highway 90 Highway 90 90, 90, 90, 90 Driving down Highway 90
Driving down Highway 90 Got vivaria in my body and a soda by my side I'll also be a freak this time next week Oh, I don't wanna think just drive
Driving down Highway 90 I'm a fish in a 4-lane ghost car scream Now just stay on my good side This car is mean
90, 90, 90, 90
Buddha does commend Me on my auto zen
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