Hot Car
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Hot Car
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Come on over
Take a load off
Love your leather
And the sound you make when you turn yourself on
I want to ride, ride, ride
Who's that baby?
In the driveway?
Fill my pockets
And my baby full of gasoline and wine
I want to ride in my hot car
Yeah in my hot car
Yeah, my hot car
Hey little baby do you want to ride in my car?
(Get in my car)
Get in my car
(Get in my car)
Get in my car
Hey little baby do you want to ride in my car?
(Get in my car)
Get in my car
(Get in my car)
Get in my car
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