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Was Ridin' Along Side The Highway, Rollin' Up The Country Side.
thinkin' I'm The Devil's Heatwave, What You Burn In Your Crazy Mind
saw A Slight Distraction Standin' By The Road;
she Was Smilin' There, Yellow In Her Hair;
do You Wanna, I Was Thinkin', Would You Care.

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sweet Hitch-A-Hiker,
we Could Make Music At The Greasy King.
sweet Hitch-A-Hiker,
won't You Ride On My Fast Machine

cruisin' On Thru The Junction, I'm Flyin' 'bout The Speed Of Sound,
noticin' Peculiar Function, I Ain't No Roller Coaster Show Me Down.
i Turned Away To See Her, Woa! She Caught My Eye,
but I Was Rollin' Down, Movin' Too Fast;
do You Wanna, She Was Thinkin' Can It Last.

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was Busted Up Along The Highway, I'm The Saddest Ridin' Fool Alive.
wond'ring If You're Goin' In My Way, Won't You Give A Poor Boy A Ride
here She Comes A Ridin', Lord, She's Flyin' High.
but She Was Rollin' Down, Movin' Too Fast;
do You Wanna, She Was Thinkin' Can I Last.

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