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You and I buy star maps and drive my car around Los AngelesYou and I buy star maps and ding dong ditch a televangelistIt's only been a weekBut I know that you are mine to keepYou are a radar detectorI drive 1,000 miles an hourI won't go on and onBut you are always looking out for meYou and I go shopping and find exactly what we're looking forYou and I go shopping and fall asleep inside the mattress store.We cruise the neighborhoodBut it's not supposed to feel this goodYou are a radar detectorWhen I'm driving around, you are a radar detector From Letras Mania