Out on the freeway, riding with me babe.
You take your life in your hands.
Its not im reckless or riding neckless man.
Its just the way that I am.
With my petal to the metal on the floor.
The devil himself is keeping score.
Keep your eye on the rider in the sky.
If you need a little more
They call me accelerator.
Riding out of control.
Master of a thing called rock 'n' roll.
Listen to me go with the rhythmatic flow.
And i never take it slow.
They call me accelerator.
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