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Album: Pacer (1995)
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  • Now I like to get loud
    I like to go to the other side
    Just to think, you were just passin' by

    Ridin' around
    You spat in my eye
    Just to think, you were just passin' by

    We were hike to hike
    Breezing by
    You broke the pace
    Just a twisted kid, never learned to ride

    Now I like to get loud
    I like to go to the other side
    Just to think, you were just passin' by

    We were hike to hike
    Breezing by
    You broke the pace
    Just a twisted kid, never learned to ride

    Now my wheels are off the ground
    They keep spinnin' 'round
    Just to think, you were just passin' by

    Now I like to get loud
    Go to the other side
    Just to think, you were just passin' by Writer/s: KIM DEAL
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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