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Lyrics:
Roll down the windows
Don't shift in your seat
I don't care if the wind blows
I don't care about the heat
All those John Woo showdowns
Don't prepare you for this:
A little bit Face-Off
A little Killers...kiss
Stop
Look
Listen hard
This is why a band hires a bodyguard
Fear
Draws 'em
Don't let it show
Driver, there's a bee trapped in the limo
(Driver, there's a mad bee in my limo)
When a bug plays chicken
Feathers fly
If the driver's allergic
One sting, we die
A real buzz-killer
Wouldn't have missed
I'm just making him meaner
With every flick of my Gucci-wielding wrist
John Woo, John Woo
John Woo, John Woo
Stop
Look
Listen hard
This is why I needed a library card
Fear
Finds 'em
Knocking about
Driver, there's a metaphor trying to get out
By Steve Taylor
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