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Lipstick on my face Thunder in the sky The shades are drawn Don't ask me why But with the ghost riders on the go I think you know But with the ghost riders on the go I think you know It goes something like this Crater in my brain Where the strippers go insane Cabin number 4 Ain't gonna smile no more But with the ghost riders on the go I think you know But with the ghost riders on the go I think you know It goes something like this Attack of the ghost riders |