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Deadman's Curve
Written:J.Berry/R.Christian/A.Kornfeld/B.Wilson
The street was deserted late Friday night We were buggin' each other while we sat at the light We both popped our clutch when that light turned green You shoulda heard the whine from my screamin' machine I flew past LaBrea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights. And all the Jag could see were my six tail lights. He passed me at Doheny and I started to swerve But I pulled her out and there we were at Dead Man's Curve
Dead Man's Curve is no place to play Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Dead Man's Curve, you'd best keep away. Dead Man's Curve, I can hear them say: Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve.
We'll the last thing I remember, Doc, I started to swerve And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve I know I'll never forget that terrible sight I found out for myself that everyone right.
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