Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn, so bright, just before they lose it all
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And that's why he's spinning around in my head
Comes back to me in burning red
Yeah, yeah
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
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