 Detroit 442 lyrics ( Blondie )   
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Artist : Blondie
Song : Detroit 442
You know he can't be tested, he can't be read or
found
Urban grey takes breath away, he wants to push
his pedal to the ground
And the night's what's right, puts him at the
wheel
Well, I eat danger, any stranger is all right
Feel hot to go like Jimmy O, dodging flying
objects at the show
And the lights make me fight
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with
you
This town's a concrete factory and Dad and Mum
look just like me
I'm on the plant assembly line. Too late now. Too
far behind
You said you wanna hang around, no-one really
cares where you go
Take your time. Things never change
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with
you
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with
you
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with
you
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with
you
One more to market, one more piggie, and they
all, they all look just like me, yeah
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