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Pantone seventy one
Running parallel centered along the towns miles of perforated lines
To stabilize just a couple more lives
It's those tailgators that'll get you
Beaver kill welcomes you, its exit 122
There is no turn on red
Construction lies ahead
It's those tailgaotrs that'll get you
It's green, red, and yellow, but what about blue
Smell the morning dew filled with exhaust fumes
Spin the defroster, put sirens on mute
A summons doubled for the elderly
My thermals are constricting my body
There is no flow to the thinking module
When contents are molded to form into rubber
They are somtimes shaping into a break pedal
Creating this animated episode with a speed of 65 miles per hour
The guardrails begin to create a story of their own
From the casualites to the neglected strays, they sure hold their own
Everywhere is just now here, just get off, we're on the phone


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