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Foxboro Hottubs( The Foxboro Hot Tubs )
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Highway 1
Lyricist:Billie Joe Armstrong, Michael Pritchard, Frank E., Iii Wright
I'm on a midnight death trip I'm on a mission from God A stolen car and a death wish To hell on Highway 1
Four on the floor, a hundred miles per hour I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more C'mon! I've got my blues, gonna make a racket Nothing to lose but this strait jacket on too tight I'm alive!
As the wind comes off the ocean And my hair is combed just right I'm in a stolen locomotion Straight out of 1965
So, pass the bottle, a hundred miles per hour I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com C'mon! I've got my friends and a sharkskin jacket Nothing to lose, gonna live it up 'til I die I'm alive! Whoo!
Well, on the night before the supper And I'm gonna smash the glass just right So, give me one good dose of thunder Before I fall on my ass tonight
Four on the floor, a hundred miles per hour I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more C'mon! I've got my blues, gonna make a racket Nothing to lose but this strait jacket on too tight I'm alive! C'mon! Ha ha ha!
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