| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - (Verse 1) Some people are born to live alone And go about life that way, Their home is a long stretch Of blacktop and everyday, Is just another day, They like movin' and stayin on the run And tryin' to make the world stand still White lines and city limit signs And life is like an automobile's Rollin' down the highway in qualified time he is the only way to feel (Chorus) Wheels, Stay under me, St
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