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Behind The Wheel - Martin L. Gore
My little girl
drive anywhere
do what you want
I don't care
Tonight
I'm in the hands of fate
I hand myself
over on a plate
Now
Oh little girl
there are times when I feel
I'd rather not be
the one behind the wheel
Come
pull my strings
watch me move
I do anything
Please
Sweet little girl
I prefer
you behind the wheel
and me the passenger
Drive
I'm yours to keep
do what you want
I'm going cheap
Tonight
You're behind the wheel,
tonight
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