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On the brakes
The vibration right down your spine
and tower calls
You call ID and add "Rolling " while you smoothly give her more love
You feel and hear her as she starts doing what she does best
A flick and shes free
Riding out of dawn
Really pouring it on
Burning dead dinosaurs fast as hell
Airspeed 400 is there and gone
60 seconds and your the fastest thing this side of the rock
Punching through the still cold air
Right through Yeager territory, and still on the deck
The rooks say she's a bitch
She's one hell of a bitch at times
She gives you it in spades
Nobody can touch her though down low, or up high
Kids in electric jets
Can only dream what she can do
She'll bury you
In a heartbeat
If you ignore her for a moment
That's the price
It's a bargain
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