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Ride

I brush my teeth, I dry my hair
I put on skimpy underwear
And I ride
To hell and back
Yeah I ride
Carving up the nation
Or the nearest service station
I ride

Designer leathers grip my tits
... (drowned out by loud laughter) ...
And I ride
To hell and back
And I ride

The A3 really means a lot to me
And I ride

... (track degenerates wildly!) ...

What's the problem?
What? It's only tits.
Jen!
Don't follow me
Jen!
Don't be afraid of my bosom

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