Ari Gold - Ride to Heaven | Текст песни

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• Ari Gold
• Ride to Heaven

I’m just a city boy
Who started working at five
A native New York boy
Who never learned how to drive

You seem like you might be my kind of guy
Make me do things I thought I’d never try

Like going out for a ride
I wanna go on a ride

Can you gimme a ride to heaven
Won’t you give me a ride?
Cause if you give me a ride to heaven
I know we’ll have a good time

Can you gimme a ride to heaven
Won’t you give me a ride?
Cause if you give me a ride to heaven
I know we’ll have a good time

Show me your big stick shift
I’d like to take a test drive
I thank you for the lift
I think we’ve finally arrived

You seem like you might be my kind of guy
Make me do things I thought I’d never try

Is sodomy still a crime?
Well I don’t care if you’re mine
Just buckle up every time
And everything will be fine

If you’re driving a Ferrari
Then it’s gotta be for Ari
If you’re driving a Mercedes
It’s not only for the ladies
And if it’s in an old school Cadillac
You know I like it like that (right here in the back)


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