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Freestyle on the freewayIn the last daysOf the old age Lets her style make the replay Moves miles past the cliché In the smell of death in the gasolineThis was someone's dream But we woke up In the smell of life from the passing treesThis is what she needsAnd she knows itAnd she knows itAnd she knows itShe's got lipstick on the dashboardRolls dice with her eyes when she leans forwardOld map with the numbers and namesPlace and places Never the sameIn the smell of death in the gasolineThis was someone's dream But we woke upIn the smell of life from the passing treesThis is what she needsAnd she knows itAnd she knows itSongtexteAnd she knows itIn the smell of death in the gasolineThis was someone's dream But we woke upIn the smell of life from the passing treesThis is what she needsAnd she knows itAnd she knows itAnd she knows it Aus Songtexte Mania