The legend
lives on from the city to the hills, to banks of the Detroit river,
I'm gonna
burn you up in the winter time
And in the
summer gonna make you shiver,
Lovely
lines in a sonic plan, burning rock and roll gasoline
With an
antisocial sex boy hit machine
With an
antisocial sex boy hit machine
With an
antisocial sex boy hit machine
Help me!
Help me!
Operator,
Get my
lover on the line,
Tell her I
shan’t be coming home tonight,
I'm an
antisocial sex boy hit machine
I'm an
antisocial sex boy hit machine
I'm an
antisocial sex boy hit machine
Lover hit
machine
Hit machine
In the
centre of your mind
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