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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air BREAK Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound BREAK Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim BREAK Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tires and everything