Skirt in the Wind

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Sun burns my eyes, asphalt melts in the heat, 
Three of us dragging — mood's complete defeat. 
Wind howls through the park, I lift up my gaze: 
By the ramp stand boards, tough-built guys blaze. 

They're pulling slick tricks, kicking dust in the air, 
Lenka whispers: "Sveta, check that guy — he's rare!" 
But the lead in blue bandana just shoves me aside: 
"Girls step back now — this is guys' ride." 
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Fire inside boils — rage and hurt collide, 
But I won't back down, let my deck burn — I ride! 
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"Oh yeah? Watch me, boy, see how I fly! 
Skirt cuts the wind — I'm out of your league! 
I took your board, you just dropped your jaw — 
Punk ramp's on fire, rocket launch, let's go! 

Hey, catch me if you can, racer, if you dare! 
Fire in your eyes — but don't play it safe. 
I won't hit brakes now, I don't wanna crash — 
In your hands... catch that firebird's flash!" 
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Start — dust at my back, wind in my hair, 
I vaulted the rail, cried: "Ah!" — no care. 
He's glued to my trail, board slamming the street, 
At the stair edge he slows — shouts out: "Hold on!" 

Squeak of wheels, deck snap — we fly like the wind, 
He finds balance on edge, I race right behind. 
We spun in wild circles, lost track of the time, 
Every hill together — the vibe's so prime. 

Stopped in the bushes, breath locked in time, 
He brushed my bangs back — I knew: he's mine. 
Heart beats so hard — can't hide, can't deny, 
Just one thought in my head: "I wanna fly again, high!" 
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Now watch me, boy, we're flying together, 
Skirt cuts the wind — yeah, it's better than ever! 
I beat my own fear, feel the rush and the drive — 
Catch up real fast, let's keep the thrill alive! 

Hey, catch me if you can, racer, if you dare! 
Fire in your eyes — you've thrown caution to air. 
I won't hit the brakes now, I don't wanna crash — 
In your hands... I'm soaring, firebird flash! 
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— "Am I crazy?" 
— "Yeah." 
— "And he is too…" 
— "Tonight, we hang?" 
— "He said — serious." 

He kisses me — 
The park goes wild! 
'Cause speed under the skirt — 
My board won't let me down! 
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Girls scream out: "Oh my GOD!" 
On his deck I ride away — again, no stop. 
I'll be back when dusk falls — promise, for sure! 
Wild rock'n'roll — yeah, anything goes! 

(This is love... love... love!) 
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