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Magic runs my carI talk to her sweet and sing her a song when we go farI'm rubbing the dash and Wesley don't tell me it doesn't workDon't tell me it doesn't work 'cause we haven't died yetHey, do you know why it makes you move? Cause I don't move, unless you've got, like, Thriller on the stereoAll I wanna do is be with you, which is crazy, cause yesterday I hadn't even heard of youEverything I own is traveling eighty-three miles an hourPlayed a show it was love at first sight when I saw youDon't tell me it wouldn't workDon't tell me that it wouldn't work, cause we haven't tried yetHey, do you know why it makes you move? Cause I don't move, unless you've got, like, Thriller on the stereoAll I wanna do is be with you, which is crazy, cause yesterday I hadn't even heard of youRapping and rhyming, singing and drivingLeaving California, stop in ArizonaCounting my money, it isn't even funnyStaying with my cousin, then I'm gonna be a MormonHey, do you know why it makes you move? Cause I don't move, unless you've got, like, Thriller on the stereoAll I wanna do is be with you, which is crazy, cause yesterday I hadn't even heard of you From Letras Mania