You be the vest and I'll be the martyr
I'll be your gasoline just keep being my fire
You be the wheel baby, I'll be the tire
We'll go round and round this world together
I'll be the breeze, you be the feather
I'll be your urge if you be my desire
You be the art that I love to admire
You're already the lesson that makes me feel smarter
So I'll be your Cash if you'll be my Carter
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