The motor burns it slow Gas-hog flyin' on it's own I could tell by the glow The sign says dead end We saw it up ahead It took all day to get this far No turnin' back my friend
Chorus: x2 breathing fire Oh no still got a way to go
East bound oh-high- oh Late model gto Sun sets as I close my eyes All systems go!
We never thought this day would end Night closes in We hear the all familiar sound No turnin' back my friend
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