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I realize...this night, realize...what's minewatching the ground... watching the groundyou're turning around... you're turning aroundin a Blue Flame Ford, spinning on all foursIn a Blue Flame Ford, you look like 2024I realize...this night, realize... it's a lieHenry had a plan, beyond his factories man"Pin em to the ground", he wanted to pin em to the groundIn a Blue Flame Ford, walking cross the roadIn a Blue Flame Ford, headlights blind a pregnant doepedal to the floor, impact felt slowHeadlights Headlights Headlightslook into your headlightswill the stars still show, will the moon still glowRealize this night, Realize nothing's mineYou're turning around, You're turning aroundYou slay me now, You slay me nowIn a Blue Flame Ford, spinning on all foursIn a Blue Flame Ford, you look like 2024In a Blue Flame Ford, slant six is rolling on all foursIn a Blue Flame Ford, you look like you never need a homeyou dominate the road, you look like an emaculate whoreit's lying in the road, it's lying in the roadlook into your eyes, look into your eyes From Letras Mania