Your round shape firmly in my hand
I squeeze and turn the key
You come alive
You purrr under my command
I make the radio play
“in the air tonight”
All now is right
I press the paddle to the floor
Your purrr becomes a Roar
I feel power
One ten, One twenty
No I want more,
One sixty, One seventy
Baby I know you can
I press you harder
Pressing you hard against the floor
Louder you roar
One eighty
Can’t you feel it coming through the air tonight!
Ohh Lord yes!
Hit the brakes
Rens Molenaar (18 August 2005)
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