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  • The mustang kids are out
    Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    Black tar, tambourine
    Playing for the girls in the back seats
    The mustang kids are out
    Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    White line, motor cade
    Sweeter than your baby face
    Small town gang got nothing to do
    We got guns, got drugs, got the sun and the moon
    We got big city plans but it always rains
    And the sheriff is a crook and knows me by name
    I said momma was insane and daddy was a criminal
    I grew up in a trailer with a dream of ******* centerfolds
    Now I'm making money experimenting with chemicals
    The fact that I'm alive is why I still believe in miracles
    [x6][x6]
    Mustang kids are out
    Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    Black tar, tambourine
    Playing for the girls in the back seats
    The mustang kids are out
    Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    White line, motor cade
    Sweeter than your baby face
    Small town gang yeah we get so bored
    That I stole a shotgun and robbed a liquor store
    We're running these streets, we're the mustang kids
    Only doing what we want and don't take no ****
    I might seem wild but momma raised a gentleman
    In another life, no telling who I would have been
    Knight or a king or a boxer in a ring,
    But I'm just me so I sing
    [x6][x6]
    I've been hearing all these things about you,
    Creepin' into all the things that I do,
    I've been hearing all these things about you
    About you, about you
    Mustang kids are out
    Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    Black tar, tambourine
    Playing for the girls in the back seats
    The mustang kids are out
    Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    White line, motor cade
    Sweeter than your baby face
  • [00:10.88]The mustang kids are out
    [00:13.70]Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    [00:16.37]Black tar, tambourine
    [00:19.09]Playing for the girls in the back seats
    [00:21.83]The mustang kids are out
    [00:24.49]Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    [00:27.23]White line, motor cade
    [00:29.85]Sweeter than your baby face
    [00:32.64]Small town gang got nothing to do
    [00:35.05]We got guns, got drugs, got the sun and the moon
    [00:37.67]We got big city plans but it always rains
    [00:40.65]And the sheriff is a crook and knows me by name
    [00:43.16]I said momma was insane and daddy was a criminal
    [00:46.15]I grew up in a trailer with a dream of ******* centerfolds
    [00:48.94]Now I'm making money experimenting with chemicals
    [00:51.70]The fact that I'm alive is why I still believe in miracles
    [00:54.48][x6][x6]
    [01:16.26]Mustang kids are out
    [01:18.83]Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    [01:21.51]Black tar, tambourine
    [01:24.21]Playing for the girls in the back seats
    [01:26.90]The mustang kids are out
    [01:29.67]Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    [01:32.44]White line, motor cade
    [01:35.04]Sweeter than your baby face
    [01:37.88]Small town gang yeah we get so bored
    [01:40.32]That I stole a shotgun and robbed a liquor store
    [01:43.15]We're running these streets, we're the mustang kids
    [01:45.93]Only doing what we want and don't take no ****
    [01:48.67]I might seem wild but momma raised a gentleman
    [01:51.37]In another life, no telling who I would have been
    [01:54.09]Knight or a king or a boxer in a ring,
    [01:56.74]But I'm just me so I sing
    [02:00.16][x6][x6]
    [02:27.41]I've been hearing all these things about you,
    [02:29.73]Creepin' into all the things that I do,
    [02:32.70]I've been hearing all these things about you
    [02:35.12]About you, about you
    [02:37.60]Mustang kids are out
    [02:40.28]Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    [02:42.97]Black tar, tambourine
    [02:45.65]Playing for the girls in the back seats
    [02:48.41]The mustang kids are out
    [02:51.04]Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
    [02:53.75]White line, motor cade
    [02:56.45]Sweeter than your baby face