“Ridin’ down the highway / Goin’ to a show / Stop in all the by-ways / Count to eighteen before I go again.”
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“Back in black / I hit the sack / Then get back up to make sure the door’s locked.”
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“I’m a-rolling thunder, a-pouring rain / I’m comin’ on like a hurricane with wind speeds of precisely one hundred miles per hour, rotating counter-clockwise.”
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“She was a fast machine / She kept her motor clean / Through a meticulous, fourteen-step process she repeated four times a day.”
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“Have a drink on me / Have a drink on me / Wait—please don’t / You know how I am around liquids.”