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I twist and turn your wheel like a man possessed. Stamping on the brake Stomping on the gas! Turn that lever Honk that horn Get me there quick! You growl back at me! But then comes the affection I maintain you. I polish you and give air to your tyres. Keep going we will get to the finish line together!
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 9:33 AM UTC
Automobiles
I twist and turn your wheel like a man possessed. Stamping on the brake Stomping on the gas! Turn that lever Honk that horn Get me there quick! You growl back at me! But then comes the affection I maintain you. I polish you and give air to your tyres. Keep going we will get to the finish line together!
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 9:33 AM UTC
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