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OOOOPS
Outside the bar, you wait for a car
You blip your throttle and adjust your gloves
You let the bike idle a while longer,
and blip again just because
You rev up your motor...a quick look around
and everyone is convinced your kool
You slide out the cluch & go 20 feet
TURN ON THE GAS YOU FOOL
RAW
3-24-99
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