Road Rage |
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Road Rage Lyrics |
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 GET IN THE CAR! Road Rage My knuckles are white and my face is bright red Road Rage Doing 65 on a suped-up moped Road Rage Is that you that gave me the finger? Road Rage How come you won`t turn off your blinker? You shouldn`t drive like that I got a baseball bat You`re gonna get it You`re gonna get it Roll down your window and see There`s a psycho in your rear view mirror (It`s me) Road Rage If honking my horn don`t get your attention Road Rage I`ll stick my fist up your ass like my name was Jim Hensen. My blood is boiling Your car`s annoying I`m gonna get ya I`m gonna get ya Don`t flash your high beams at me You wouldn`t like it when I`m angry you see I got the Road Rage! Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ah What`s that I step on my gas And pass your ass `Gonna check you out while you do your hair You`re driving around like you just don`t care I got the road ra-ye-ya-ye-ya-ye-ya-age So chill Get off my grill You drive too fast I`ll make you crash! |
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