Jacks Of All Trades
Jacks Of All Trades - Traffic Jam lyrics
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I spend my mornings in my car on the freeway Driving down like a bullet on that highway Making tricks with the freaks on my backseat And the streets full of fire and gasoline Don't you know how it goes for a man like me I'm feeling free like a bird without a nest in a tree So you know that life starts at hundred miles And I won't stop rocking till my tank's ran dry I found that sin that makes me spin Around my selfisness My body swings out of control In this beautifull mess The whirlwind blows from side to side Makes me settle for less This is the sin that makes me spin Away from righteousness I won't get stuck in a traffic jam Oh man, don't you love the way she bangs Hear the roar in my ear when I switch a bigger gear No fear ' fire shooting out the rear 454, all American iron go kitty go or don't you know whitch side on nothing beats the feeling when I'm out with my friends I got power underneath and I know it won't end