Reverend And The Makers
Reverend And The Makers - Julian's Got A GTI songtekst
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Mirror, mirror In the door Whos the baddest of em all Alloy wheels and tinted screens Two big spoliers Subs an all Mirror, mirror In the door Whos the baddest of em all Faster, faster Go faster, faster I'll drive with my knees while I take the call Faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go Mirror, mirror in the door I'll impress you With ma bird an all I'll burn this knob head at the lights Don't wear seatbelts Hold on tight Faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go Slow down, John! (Pack it in) Copppers look out Pulling in Shut up moanin cos it's a laugh Hahahahahahahaha Faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go Police invesitgate misdemeanors Involving four youths In a Ford Cortina Flowers mark the spot where they met their end Doin ninety-five on a sharp N-bend Not tryin to say I'm all clever an wise With your need for speed you need to realise Always thought you were better than I With your Sports Coupe or your GTI Faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster Go faster, faster