Pretending to be the Dukes
90 miles an hour
Going faster and faster
Giving in to the power
Love can come in all shapes and sizes
An orange sports car
High cut jean shorts
You can shoot for the stars
Two rebels with hearts of gold
An uncle that makes moonshine
A TV show and a movie
It all fits just fine
The Dukes live on today
Rednecks running that translucent substance
Giving credence to the adage
Nothing gained if you don't take the chance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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