Hot Rod Circuit
Hot Rod Circuit - Slacker lyrics
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he still drives late into the nite with a beer in his hand a cigarette to blend he still hides all his contraband from all his friends right about this time you can run and hide it takes time to wake an unclear mind a million thoughts in your head when the concrete is your bed he still hides all the evidence from all his friends.
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Language: English
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- Country: United States
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