Buzzcocks - Fast Cars | Текст песни

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• Buzzcocks
• Fast Cars

They're nice and precise, each one begins and ends

They may win you admirers, but they'll never earn you friends

Fast cars, fast cars

Fast cars, I hate fast cars

They're so depressing going around and around

Ooh, they make me dizzy, oh fast cars they run me down

Fast cars, fast cars,

Fast cars, I hate fast cars

Sooner or later, you're gonna listen to Ralph Nader

I don't wanna cause a fuss, but fast cars are so dangerous

Fast cars, fast cars

Fast cars, I hate fast cars, fast cars

Fast cars, fast cars

I hate fast cars