I live it high cost of livin'
Tell me why give it all inside
You gotta head high
One size fits all
Head ride, you decide
Sweet, sweet ride
Sweet, sweet ride
1969
I live it why you gotta limit?
Crossed grin
Now I gotta bare it
Head high, 9 inside
Hell to ride, you beside
Sweet, sweet ride
Sweet, sweet ride
1965
I live it it's not a gimmick
My side anti-red
What I said in your head
Naked what you hide
Will the planes ever collide
We align, collide
Yeah
My sweet sign
1969
I like it hot cold living
Have you seen the inside
Of my ceiling's
Gotta big wild grin inside miles
Wide you believe
Sweet, sweet ride
Sweet, sweet ride
1965
I've had it now I've gotta give it
All blind mice resign
You gotta hoodshine analyze
Seats alive, vinyl thighs
Sweet ride
Sweet, sweet ride
1969
I live it what I to do
What I give it not away
Pen said
"Why side when I'm dead? I gotta live it"
Speak free sexually, why, why?
Yeah
My sweet ride
Sweet, sweet ride
I feel it sky's not a limit
Got a nice flight suit and tie
Headlights on inside
Sold a price you can't buy
Sweet, sweet sweet sweet
Sweet, sweet, sixty
Sweet sweet
I idolize your sixty, sixty
Sweet sixty, oh my sixty, sixty
Nine
