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    horror movie, a fear of clowns, teeth, damned to hell, cowboy pose, rodeo clowns, western background

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    Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tires and everything I love it I need it Alright, hold on tight I'm a highway star
    Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tires and everything I love it I need it Alright, hold on tight I'm a highway star
    Ballerina You must've seen her Dancing in the sand And now she's in me Always with me Tiny dancer in my hand
    I can dance I really hit the floor Ah it feels good Look at me dancing I did a two-step quick-step and a bossanova A little victor sylvester and a rudy valentino You should have seen me moving Right across the floor Hand me down my tuxedo Next week i'm coming back for more BREAK Fred Astaire, Ginger Rodgers
    She told him tales of sultans talismans and rings One thousand and one nights she sang To entertain her king She sang, Sheherazade
    I can dance I really hit the floor Ah it feels good Look at me dancing I did a two-step quick-step and a bossanova A little victor sylvester and a rudy valentino You should have seen me moving Right across the floor Hand me down my tuxedo Next week i'm coming back for more BREAK Fred Astaire, Ginger Rodgers
    She told him tales of sultans talismans and rings One thousand and one nights she sang To entertain her king She sang, Sheherazade
    I can dance I really hit the floor Ah it feels good Look at me dancing I did a two-step quick-step and a bossanova A little victor sylvester and a rudy valentino You should have seen me moving Right across the floor Hand me down my tuxedo Next week i'm coming back for more BREAK gene kelly, jerry mouse
    Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tires and everything I love it I need it Alright, hold on tight I'm a highway star
    Penny Lane, there is a fireman with an hourglass And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen He likes to keep his fire engine clean It's a clean machine Psychedelic, drugs, fantasy
    Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tires and everything Alright, hold on tight I'm a highway star
    I can dance I really hit the floor Ah it feels good Look at me dancing I did a two-step quick-step and a bossanova A little victor sylvester and a rudy valentino You should have seen me moving Right across the floor Hand me down my tuxedo Next week i'm coming back for more BREAK Fred Astaire, Ginger Rodgers
    Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tires and everything I love it I need it Alright, hold on tight Break I'm a highway star
    Penny Lane, there is a fireman with an hourglass And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen He likes to keep his fire engine clean It's a clean machine Psychedelic, drugs, fantasy
    I can dance I really hit the floor Ah it feels good Look at me dancing I did a two-step quick-step and a bossanova A little victor sylvester and a rudy valentino You should have seen me moving Right across the floor Hand me down my tuxedo Next week i'm coming back for more BREAK Fred Astaire, Ginger Rodgers
    Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tires and everything I love it I need it Alright, hold on tight Break I'm a highway star
    Penny Lane, there is a fireman with an hourglass And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen He likes to keep his fire engine clean It's a clean machine Psychedelic, drugs, fantasy
    Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tires and everything I love it I need it Alright, hold on tight Break I'm a highway star
    Yeah there was ham and there was turkey There was caviar And long tall glasses With wine up to y'are And somebody grabbed me Threw me out on my chair Said before you can eat You gotta dance like fred astaire
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