Let's catch some air, that's if you dare
I'm only sixteen but you're my queen
It's a bright, bright morning, the road stretches far
The corn on the right, the wheat on the left
There's a hill up ahead, let's catch some air
Perpetual motion machine, I picked up a magazine
Poor aimless, poor aimless, poor aimless me
Aimlessly
Now look at the fireball extinguish the sun
My daddy would perish if only he knew
Hundred and forty, air feeds the fire
Perpetual motion machine, it came to me in a dream Let's catch some air, that's if you dare I'm only sixteen but you're my queen It's a bright, bright morning, the road stretches far The corn on the right, the wheat on the left There's a hill up ahead, let's catch some air Perpetual motion machine, I picked up a magazine Poor aimless, poor aimless, poor aimless me Aimlessly Now look at the fireball extinguish the sun My daddy would perish if only he knew Hundred and forty, air feeds the fire Explain Request ×
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