Drive It Like You Stole It
With the feeling of horsepower under me,
brakes do not apply;
if you want to go the speed limit,
stay off the road, I won't be hindered.
Put the soft-top down,
I want to feel the evening wind
blowing unfettered through my hair
and see the moon cruising with me.
Image: Wikipedia, 1989 Cadillac Allante
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