Fast* as light our jets were burnin On
the road a distant siren song Hands
upon my engines growin Vincents[+++]
deep throat breathin out so strong I
can hold her can, you roll her Ride
her like there's no tomorrow Sirens
song sure is growin stronger Shadow
reached a high note And
in the distance [electric lights]++++ no longer I
can hold her can, you roll her I
can hold her can, you roll her I
can hold her can, you roll her Repeat
* I
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can hold her can, you roll her I
can hold her can, you roll her I
can hold her can, you roll her I
can hold her can, you roll her +++note
mike: pincher informs me that a vincent is a british motorcycle ++++mats.
lyric sheet says this should be electra glides another, kind of motorcycle