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    I was born for the fast lane
    A rambling fever in my veins
    Firestones on a roll, that's how goes
    On the road again

    I said to heck with the rear view
    Cause what's already behind you
    Is a damn good reason for keeping your back to the wind
    That needle pinned

    Ride on with your cold chrome and metal
    Ride on with your knees digging in to your saddle
    Like a bat out of hell
    Got the world by the tail
    When it feels that good to be gone
    Ride on

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    I always act like I don't care
    When the blacktops going nowhere
    Keep my head down, tough it out
    Don't think about how life ain't fair

    Ride on with your cold chrome and metal
    Ride on with your knees digging in to your saddle
    Like a bat out of hell
    Got the world by the tail
    When it feels that good to be gone
    Ride on

    Full speed ahead
    Forget the breaks
    Slam the gas
    Don't look back
    And ride on
    Ride on

    Like a bat out of hell
    Got the world by the tail
    When it feels that good to be gone
    Ride on
    Ride on

    Yeah I was born for the fast lane
    Ride on

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    Composition: Casey Beathard, Marla Cannon-Goodman, and Tucker Beathard

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