The Giant did not die,
For he just fell to his knees.
Fuel my heads,
Cause I ain't dead.
Now give me those goddamn keys!
Rip roarin' son of bitch,
She waits in the cool night rain.
Adjust that skirt,
This is gonna hurt
Breathe in the high octane!
CHORUS
Last run, in the setting sun
Power from, coast to coast
Giant don't, let me down
Tonight we own, Tonight we own this town!
Sparked the curb in a wicked drift,
Butterscotch lolly never left her lips.
Busty dark baby likes the feel of this machine.
Yeah, high top Reeboks stuck to the pedal,
Nothing can stop this demon metal,
Pay attention, I can get away!
CHORUS
Barricade in my way
Bullets try to steal my speed
My last run, I had fun,
Then her voice comes to me
Up ahead to the left
A ramp from the Lord above!
"Hit that Baby!"
She's so ready,
Giant gets the wings of a dove.
CHORUS
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