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Starlite-66 (July 4)

Night is sinkin' down on this drive-through town Neon crackles to life at the drive-through lounge
Bored kids on the street ripped up bluejeans Leather jackets Joey Johnny Dee Dee

No-star town nothing going on 'Til you came through turned it all around
On TV an old movie It's called Breathless it's you and me

Click off the remote control you pull up outside
All the clouds are going red in the indigo July sky

Can you make this thing go faster take us to the edge of disaster No limit no limit
Can you make my heart beat faster remember this forever after Cross that line cross that line
Cross that line girl cross that line

Flyin' through the night high beam headlights Power lines crackin' runnin' out of sight
The West begins at this drive-In Starlite-66 we turn right in

Twist the key and silence fills the night
Short skirt made to excite you know it's working right tonight

Can you make this thing go faster take us to the edge of disaster No limit no limit
Can you make my heart beat faster remember this forever after Cross that line cross that line
Cross that line girl cross that line

And the shot up screen glows like a ghost In the silver light from the moon
And there are no speakers left only the posts I'm breathing your perfume
I hear your breath catch with every touch Tell me that you want this tell me how much
Playing out our very own love scene Under the drive-In screen

We put the top down lean back look up Over our heads all the stars just stopped
Beyond the fence the ground gets dry Half day out mountains start to rise

Right here it all starts and right here it all ends
I can see it in your eyes could it ever be this perfect again?

Can you make this thing go faster take us to the edge of disaster No limit no limit
Can you make my heart beat faster remember this forever after Cross that line cross that line
Cross that line girl cross that line

Every week two hundred cars were here watching Elvis on the big white screen
Families from the farms kids from small towns used to be the place to be

I hear your breath catch with every touch Tell me that you want this tell me how much
Playing out our very own love scene
Sometimes you get just what you have dreamed
Under the drive-In screen Under the drive-In screen

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