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Let me to tell you a story, about a girl I know.
She’s a real go getter, like’s to rock and roll.
She’ll be dancin’ on your doorstep, takin’ all of your gold.
Better pull it to the shoulder, ‘cuz she’s out of control.

(mercedes-lindz) Flyin’ On By.
(mercedes-lindz) Touchin’ the Sky.
(mercedes-lindz) Slidin’ the Curves.
(mercedes-lindz) Bustin’ Your Nerves.

Gonna steer ‘round the corner, goin’ full speed blast.
Smashin’ all your little dreams, with a sharp hook bash.
Better heed this simple warnin’, keep a lookin’ back.
‘Cuz I guarantee she’s comin’, and it’s gonna be fast.

(mercedes-lindz) Blackin’ Your Eye.
(mercedes-lindz) Knock Out Your Lights.
(mercedes-lindz) Pain’s All She Serves.
(mercedes-lindz) She Knows You Deserve.

Solo:

Now I’ve tried to tell politely, how she comes on quick.
So don’t you start your whinin’, when she burns your candle stick.
‘Cuz no fuse in this nation, is long enough to trick.
If this girl’s comin’ for you, better floor it out to sick.

(mercedes-lindz) Flyin’ On By.
(mercedes-lindz) Touchin’ the Sky.
(mercedes-lindz) Slidin’ the Curves.
(mercedes-lindz) Bustin’ Your Nerves.
(mercedes-lindz) Blackin’ Your Eye.
(mercedes-lindz) Knock Out Your Lights.
(mercedes-lindz) Pain’s All She Serves.
(mercedes-lindz) She Knows You Deserve.
Mercedes-Lindz.

Music and Lyrics, 2007: Peter J. Beauchemin