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One, two, three I got an old V-8 from the year I was born Don't look like much, just a flat black Ford But the engine's clean, I could paint it someday But most of the time I like it this way Don't turn no head Don't catch no eye Just a wind on the road Gonna pass you by Well, I used to talk tough, and I used to get loud Want to paint my name all over this town The folks lined up just to dog my day Now if I stay quiet, they stay out of my way Don't turn no head Don't catch no eye Just a wind on the road Gonna pass you by
I got a brand-new plan, I'm gonna help myself 'Cause it's a fat man's town, I'm gonna share the wealth Put the money in the bag, keep your hands in sight Turn around, count to ten, and I go back into the night Don't turn no head Don't catch no eye Just a wind on the road Gonna pass you by Don't come over here Don't scream, don't cry Just a wind on the road Gonna pass me by I got an old V-8 from the year I was born Don't look like much, just a flat black Ford
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