Speedy González

Flying Widows

Don’t wanna stop I wanna be a raging bull charging, sharp red eyes
Another drop, you see, my mind is burning fuel and my mouth is dry

Tire tracks around the bar, I'm racing, a million more laps to go
I heard a crack, is it my car? No braking, shots fired, don’t go slow

I'm burning fuel
Gaining speed
I'm burning fuel
Gaining speed
I'm burning fuel
Gaining speed
I'm burning fuel
Gaining speed


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