Always Crashing In The Same Car
Every chance, every chance that I take
I take it on the road
Those kilometers and the red lights
I was always looking left and right
Oh, but I'm always crashing in the same car
Jasmine, I saw you peeping
As I pushed my foot down to the floor
I was just going round and round
the hotel garage
Must have been touching close to 94
Oh, but I'm always crashing in the same car
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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