Driving My Escort Cosworth To The Cake Circus

I'm a raving criminal
I've got points on my driving license

I never pay for parking fines
I'm a stereotypical public nuisance

I'll cut you up at traffic lights
I'll make sure that i'm first in the queue

You'll never get anywhere faster
Than my Escort Cosworth Mark 2

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I'm a raving criminal
I've got points on my driving license

I never pay for parking fines
I'm a stereotypical public nuisance

I'll cut you up at traffic lights
I'll make sure that i'm first in the queue

You'll never get anywhere faster
Than my Escort Cosworth Mark 2

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I don't want to wash no more
I'm sick and tired of being clean

I would rather be your dirty boy

I don't want to wash no more
I'm sick and tired of being clean

I would rather be your dirty boy

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Every time I dive into my picnic box
I realized i've lost all my cakes

And nobody is following
And nobody is telling me about my silly mistakes

Now I'm just a man who thinks the world of frying pans
And everything they do create

I better close the book on it
And hope I get some luck on it before it is too late

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