.Now, she's fast, she's bad and she's Italian, she makes 100 miles per hour, oh yeah
As we cross the city lights, she takes me higher, she's the hottest one I've ever had, she's just like fire
She rocks around the clock, her motor never stops, till the sun comes up yeah
Her engine cries a.
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