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Six rolls up
Like a gangster
Laying rubber
With chrome studded wheels
And invites you to ride
Through the night
Hold tight
As six roars up the road
Full throttled engine
Revving
The round sound
Like thunder.
Feel the deep rumble
As you wrap around and ride
Dangerous electric excitement
About the Creator
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