Speed Demon lyrics
Los Angeles, city of eternal night
The dream of a girl thirteen Swirling cherry vanilla What this jungle be Down is the skirt of a juvenile dream queen Hot like an asphalt 7-11 Or maybe a suffragette The hips sink ? The orb ? The face dripping Clearasil and cum But by ? I knew I'd seen that face before She raced Quite like a speed demon yeah Off into the night She went Quite like a speed demon But she ain't never coming back She was a speed demon yeah Talk about speed, baby
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