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Don Johnson Big Band - Harlem Davidson lyrics
Let the dust settle, step on the pedal See the sun set but I'm, never gonna settle For less than three hundred miles an hour in the chest Burn the track, this is only a test I'm the leader of the pack My is that... Number one is no Mathias rap Don't try this at home little brother Been doing it for years tearing up the rubber There's thunder on therace track, fire in the sky Anticipation and sweat in your eye We letting it fly now, get up from your seat Pumping up adrenaline and feeling the heat Back in the pits the girls celebrate Who the man? Straight to the getaway van Never made plans, hands where the game is Hear the people scream tell them what my name is Coconut grove, one hell of a heat Late roam to a party down Melbourne Street There's five lanes, five bad brothers Gonna migrate on your highway Runners of gaming, at nine AM to the pavement I'm on the new town by noon The road is the one room I've ever paid rent for (line needs to be added)They play ez rock but i was set for The soul purpose to rock you damn ready To keep the hand steady and speed if I gotta go Fast to a blond Betty in the junction In the back section the girls all celebrate Who the man?Straight to the getaway van Never made plans, hands where the game is Hear the people scream, tell them what my name is Chorus x 2 Charismatic Johnson blew the bar One, two, three, four, get in the car Charismatic Johnson blew the bar One, two, three, four, get in the car I'm in the front row, front seat, last call Asphalt on goodyear would gear my fast fall People equal name with fame and Speed with greed, slow down in the fast lane Rubber and flesh, another turn missed Blowing a kiss, paramedics on the scene Brown skin ladies and the champagne flowin' Towns swing to the music and it feels like a dream Here here to the race and the strong competition Put the drinks on me, the wrong kind of mission But it's never gonna stop me enjoying the thrill godspeed, car speed and kill Back in the pits, the girls all celebrate Who the man? Straight to the getaway van Never made plans, hands where the game is Hear thepeople scream, tell them what my name is Chorus x 2 Flute solo: Anthem of Mayhem Chorus x 2 It's getting louder than an earthquake, the fabulous four About to crack it, and hammer down as never before My leather jacket feel the force of my two wheel monster T-bone? Never, the damage is constant 'Cause I'm front door to the Ginmill with a sponsor on my lip An ounce or more, I hit the floor and bounce her on my hip Announce a war, I tip the missus, roll away from the cherry tops Dirty side down in the rain, another heavy shock |
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