While they were staring at the Citgo sign
Is when they lost our trail
They thought we were part of a caravan
But we had other plans
You can't catch me
Where I'm gonna fall
You can't catch me
Where I'll hide
This world's too cold
This Nova rolls
I'm moving to the sun
Ninety-three miles times a million more
Quite a trip we've planned
I must drive now carefully (I must drive now)
And figure where we'll land
You can't catch me
Where I'm gonna fall
You can't catch me
Where I'll hide
This world's too cold
So I'm gonna run
I'm moving to the sun
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