Concorde, Los
Concorde, Los - Mustang lyrics
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I ain't go no clues 'bout what I gotta be And just fiften seconds ago I found my name No need to turn me over No need for drugs to help discover that I finally found myself Thax to you I think I'm not too bad for a white boy I've always had the need to thank you You used to drive a Mustang You used to give us names That was fiffteen years ago We've changed No need to turn me over No need for drugs To help me discover that I finally found my way Thax to you I'm gonna tell you something 'Bout this white boy I've always had this thing for you