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Call me an addict Call me insane Can't kick the habit It's in my veins Hit after hit Can't get enough Baby, drop the needle Turn it up Turn it up and I'm Seventeen, Springsteen Bobbie Jean, Motor run Gunning down a thunder road Ready like Petty Free falling like a refugee Running down a dream Wherever it goes Keep them six strings ringing The night is still young Got that wheel spinning Feeling like wings, singing Band on the run Run Give me a white line An open road A rolling good time From coast to coast Night after night Can't get enough Gimme that hot Turn it up Turn it up and I'm Seventeen, Springsteen Bobbie Jean, Motor run Gunning down a thunder road Ready like Petty Free falling like a refugee Running down a dream Wherever it goes Keep them six strings ringing The night is still young Got that wheel spinning Feeling like wings, singing Band on the run Run Run Run Yeah Kicking up dust Ripping up rust Nah ain't never gonna stop Blackjack-d up Hammer on down Dock walking on the blacktop Double on down to the party crowd Yeah, we play to win Got her rocking and a rolling Like a wild wind blowing I ain't no halfway Gotta be all in Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Like the boss We were born to run Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Yeah, yeah I'm Seventeen, Springsteen Bobbie Jean, Motor run Gunning down a thunder road Ready like Petty Free falling like a refugee Running down a dream Wherever it goes Now, keep them six strings ringing The night is still young Got that wheel spinning Feeling like wings, singing Band on the run Run Run Run Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh