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Motoring along with a big grin on my face
At sundown I'll be sent to outer space
Time flies at breakneck speed
Joanna left my soul to bleed
but I'm

When you're strung
And working late
Picture me motoring home
On the interstate
Tapping the dash on my own

Through tunnels and trees to my phone

I look at you on the Peloton
that I gave you Christmas day
Those perfect legs just motoring
Keeping cellulite away
I'll never introduce you to my

Bitch I'm motoring (Yo)

I'm not hot nah, bitch I'm smoldering (Hot hot)
You been sleeping every night here my shoulder is
Damn
I'm just flexing

shine
Every day (every day) , every day (every day)
Every day (every day) , every day (every day)
Every day (every day) , every day (every day)
Gonna let

Certified
Certified
(Sat beside the window and faced the garden outside)

Every day, every night, every day
Every day, every night
Every day, every

Hump day's  a mirage on a fictitious planner
These work days feel so damn long
Trekking my way, in the right lane I stay
Motoring down route 33 east

Of Summer Days
Ferry right over
Never Went Far To Get Away
Where they had the party last night for the
Now I Just Have To Run Away
Race awards thing
Lost In

they with beanies 
Bedtime lotionaing 
Felt like Lewis Hamilton
The way I'm merced the motoring 
Ot hot feds on my tail 
A left then right 
I'm in

hey Missy can’t you see
what you have done to me
it is sobering
I am over it

you can call me crazy
I’m all right
I may seem beside myself most every

find me a place to wait
For that day, when she will stay with me

She’s living on a 15th floor
Just knock on a door and there she is
But all I’ve dared

Wake up, every day wake up, every day wake up, every day wake up
Every day wake up, every day wake up, every day wake up
Every day wake up, every

as you drive on by
But on this mini judgement day, I’d like to let you have your say
In that good ol’ American motoring way, to whom will your respects be

awfully nauseous
So against the odds it's, for every single starving artist
Trying to reap the harvest, in a garden full of garbage
Let's be honest, that's

(Doodoo ass niggas )
Whole clique ass these niggas doodoo
I don't know why These niggas hype
they doing shit I use too
I've been fucking bitches every night

absorbing a meteor
Motoring through like I own a bulldozer
Forever pull forward Ignoring the former supporters
Restoring the order up at the headquarter
Then

not true...

[Chorus:]

Come on everybody sing Modern School of Motoring,

the best place to go if you want to crash,

you will never pass your test,

Woke up this morning another day was dawning 
I walked in the kitchen a just as I've always done 
I ate up my breakfast i put on my helmet 
I walked

I'm all for motoring up in the sky
Boring on my planet I been needing new life
This is a dirty job I'm thinking of
Fill out applications with my

your thinking and I know why
Wouldn't wanna be here with anyone but you
Ho how I love the things that you do
Were motoring down this sunset strip
Trying

fair, let's make all aware

Earth Day, Earth Day 
Every day should be 
Earth Day, Earth Day 
Every day could be 
Earth Day, Earth Day 
Every day is Earth

fair, let's make all aware

Earth Day, Earth Day 
Every day should be 
Earth Day, Earth Day 
Every day could be 
Earth Day, Earth Day 
Every day is Earth

motoring with a posee like I'm Charley
Young Jay Steele, swigin' liquor like a dog
Lauren'll hold it down 'til we
Sittin' in the morgue
Drugs are by

I Am the Secretary

Beep Beep

Business Casual

the slow trickle filter on the tap of rushing divorce force. 
I dine on the marriage corpse. 

At my desk I generate days of auto pollution spat out from