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Wired I'm watered, I'm fed, I'm wired, the lines red On and on the miles go by I wonder why I feel so high Baby come on show me the goods What ya got underneath Your hood Full tank of gas I got the top pulled down Suckin' raw air passin' through your town Flush with the tunes that keep me sane The scars of life keep running through my brain I'm watered, I'm fed, I'm wired, the lines red I'm watered, I'm fed, I'm wired, the lines red The hum of the tires to that rhythmic sound Hang on girl we're heavenly bound Pull into the quick stop store Get us a drink can't ask For more Come on girl seduce me through Make me forget I'm just using you No bills no phone no weight of the job No whinnin' or cryin' 'cause I know I just got robbed I'm watered, I'm fed, I'm wired, the lines red I'm watered, I'm fed, I'm wired, the lines red |