Everything is a continuous white line
that goes on forever to the horizon
where the  next dream is always ahead.

Just you and the mustang
a body and a machine
moving through space and time.

Drive like you mean it.
Drive hard.
Drive tight.

The Mustang is a wild bronco
not wanting to be tamed,
just unleashed- and all the cowboy
can do is hang on for the ride.

The highway is a ***** slick *****,
eight miles of grit, passion, pride
and wild love that rides hotter
the wetter she gets.

At one point she becomes
weightless, disappears, and
the only things that matters
is who you are.

Rookie Italian racer Stu Gotti
Wicked fast in his bright red Ferrari
With one mile to go
Gotti got real slow-
Mad dash to the nearest Porta Potti

What you think will pull you off-course is the reason why speed is our cause a modern pony that encourages us to brag...gravity is proud to have pressed it on our floors, it's identity is what it truly stores.

Never dragged by the generation of emoji's, Ferrari has inhabited another planet of emotions.Why race because When you see our tail lights you always talk about making some "minor" adjustments on your supercars and we understand because a tragedy always seems reversible before the pain sinks in.  Going as fast as Predicting the future in terms of technology maybe the most foolish thing a person can do because when the time comes it would be an understatement to say "the future that never happened". But because in the future those predictions look so retro, what you would say is "the past that never happened". Now that's what I call A drawback, should we just wait and see? but with Ferrari we certainly know what it's gonna be....TWELVE cylinders in a V.
A car I would appreciate on a cloudy day, put on  some good perfume.Who needs a radio when there's 950 horses screaming in tune...LA FERRARI!. When you switch off the engine, the marvelous horse always whispers "I won't get rusty".
The epitome of Italian sports cars...a shiny  horse that represents the beauty in power. No need to fight for dominance because ferrari is the essential formula in 1, legendary drivers found a safe home in its heart. Always overcomes an opposing force with finesse...what a mighty horse, Ferrari comforts your thoughts on a highway.

So then the horse still looks forward with it's uninterrupted youthful pose. I will always!!! Remember the horse.

...see me walk in the club.
Man,
They say,

"Is he for real?"

*******,
I ain't dumb!

Get out the car
and I walk in the club
The walk isn't far
not just a walk,

just, just, just
-just enough

Feelin' it on me, lights and a crowd
doors open up see, -face hit with that loud?

Get out my car
and I walk into my club
check on the til

*******,

-this just ain't enough!
Ferrari, lake house, payroll and payments...
girls drop the attitude, I'm keeping you off pavements.

Now walk with me,

get close
no,

you ******* stay closer,
all these tricks here watchin'
now they see you as a grosser.
You throwing money down?
You know my ******* gonna take it
music is so loud,
now ******* you been breaked-in.

Tappin' that *** like Tappan Zee Bridge,
my girls made a connection and that's what it is.
See me get up, see me walk out this club
I got your whole paycheck, -maybe that's just enough?

Ferrari, lake house,
-and I own a club.

Living the dream, got a look and it's loud
I know you looking at me, I stand out in a crowd.

Gettin' in my Ferarr
as I leaving the club
Got a wife, got some kids

-cause,

-******* I ain't dumb.

Get out Ferarr, get, -get in my club
man
Get out Ferarr, get, -get in my club
man
Get out Ferarr, get, -get in my club
man
Get out Ferarr, get, -get in my club
Check your starring *****,
cause ******* I ain't done.

Get out Ferarr, get, -get in my club.

HOT WHEELS.
I went from broke to buying a Lamborghini,
Price tag not so teeny,
Sleek and black, for my driving academy,
Or should  I buy the red Ferrari?
Command a salesman to "comprare"?
Wouldn't he be a happy chappy?
But would it make me happy?
I could be buying loads of stuff,
But when you're old, you've got enough!
To me, consumerism is in vain,
My peaceful simple life in the slow lane.
So, today I did not buy the red Ferrari,
Or indeed the sleek Lamborghini,
There was no Hot Wheels Driving School,
Consumerism as a manipulative tool.

Oh , I'd love to let my fingers talk to your skin
Let my fingertips whisper electric nuances
to the receptors within
Send shivers all over your body
Let my palms place the curves in the swerves
of my imagination
My breath saying warm subjectives
next to your ears
My lips pondering the distance
behind your knee
The numbness of your toes tortured
by my trembling tongue
The kiss counts upon the ribcage
of your breathless chest
As the sun wishes it could set
as beautifully as your best