The land of race car ya-yas.
The land where you can't change lanes.
The land where large, fuzzy dice
Still hang proudly
Like testicles from rear-view mirrors.
The land of race car ya-yas.
The land where you can't change lanes.
The land where large, fuzzy dice
Still hang proudly
Like testicles from rear-view mirrors.
The land of race car ya-yas.
Ya-yas.
The land of race car ya-yas.
The land of race car ya-yas.
Race car ya-yas.
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