- The motorist pulls up
- to the light quite careful
- Both hands on the wheel
- watchful and wareful
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- But he does not see
- The Sidestreet Fury
- Til she shrieks off the curb
- with her feet all a-flurry
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- Bangs into the mirror
- and smashes it flat
- dents the quarterpanel
- with a yell and a splat
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- As he fumbles the cell phone
- from his shirt pocket
- She strikes again
- like a human rocket
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- And as she assaults
- he dives to the floor
- she smashes the windshield
- and kicks in the door
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- Runs over the hood
- leaving dings with her heels
- and back to the pavement
- she disappears with a squeal
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- And the motorist stares
- as the light turns green
- in rapt disbelief
- At what he's just seen
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- He calls for the cops
- and tells them to hurry
- 'cause he's just been a victim
- of the Sidestreet Fury
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