Messing with my ride

Messing with my ride:
Lyrics: me
Prompt: female vocalist, female vocal, hard rock, post-grunge, blues-rock,

Image prompt (flux): A young Japanese woman wearing a jean jacket vest with no shirt, leather pants, and wooden shoes is leaning on a jet powered motorcycle with a leather seat. The background is a cyberpunk cityscape. A cat sits on the handlebars looking down. There are flames pouring out of the exhaust. The word "broom" is written on a fender.

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[verse 1]
Blasting off on a Miami Coven broom.
Kitty always riding suicide.
Move on over and give me some room.
Fires be low and thighs are bee stride.
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[Chorus]
When we're pulled over to the side.
It's cause I'm messing with my ride.
We aren't quite dressed for the slide.
And we got you staring hawk-eyed.

double kicks out on black ice.
god but this breeze feels nice.
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[Verse 2]
Creamy billowed smoke reeks of rocket fuel.
while the thought had crossed your mind.
our cherry fading like a jewel.
already left you long behind.
[bridge]
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[pre chorus]
Kitty don't need some staring dude.
cramping her considerable style.
We'll be riding in the nude.
You'll be waiting for a while.
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[Chorus variation]
When we're pulled over to the side.
It's cause I'm messing with my ride.
We aren't quite dressed for the slide.
And we got you staring hawk-eyed.

double kicks out on black ice.
god but this breeze feels nice.
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[outro]
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