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Текст песни Jethro Tull - Motoreyes

Jethro Tull - Motoreyes слова песни


Out on the fast freeway loving along through a buildup and [masquerade?]
Stringing fast through the cloud of spray goes the high performance
motor queen.

And she looks round at me, reflecting the [???] in her motoreyes.
And now the chase is on. I know who`ll be the loser: me.

Sees the [???] they go back on the street through the late theater crowds.
And the stoplights go and we`re cruising side-by-side, still coming round.

And she looks round again, her motoreyes ought to tell me when.
Put your right foot to the floor, show me she`s no slow woman.

She takes her cafe [???], smokes small cigars, showing just a
touch of thigh.
And sips her whisky straight, she stays up late, kiss the morning bye-bye.
Now we`re out of town. Got to shake her down if I can stay along.
Got my blue light on. Gonna [rend her net?] with my siren song.

Push over to the side. Her motoreyes are staring wide.
She flashes her at me, and makes a bigger fool of me.

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