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She’s got a silver pad on wheels
All packed with savory appeals
She’s got the keys at hand in time
So she can get it on
She’s got a cigarette between her lips
And high gear at her fingertips
The sliding roof won’t cool you down
When she does open up
She’s got a lovely machine
Two seats and something in between
She hits the gas and you say vroom
When she is getting off
We say open it up
Well open it but
Have your eyes up
So what’s the point – what?
(Vroooom)
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