If Pistonheads was a hotel
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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light, my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself, this could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way, there were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light, my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself, this could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way, there were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
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