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  • Oh we’re driving down to Cape Town city
    Winding down the Kloof Nek road
    caressing the mountains curves
    Up the mountain from Camps Bay beaches
    Up the mountain and down
    Bending the curves like racing
    Windows down and all of summer rushing through
    Martin has an elbow out the window
    One hand on the wheel
    The last of the sun sets the world alight
    red gold and sadly fantastic
    And he’s loose and relaxed and telling a story
    Putting the shit to one and all
    His cigartjie is clamped between his teeth
    And we’re laughing and flying
    Oh we’re driving down the Kloof Nek Road and it’s Martin at the wheel

    the bass notes throb
    a song about leaving and going
    and it could be our song as we sway in the turns
    As we dance down the mountain, fly down the mountain
    Winding down into Cape Town city
    And I know your behind me and I know and I know and I know
    But for this moment, in this moment
    It is all so simple and easy
    And we’re in love with the wind and the speed
    In love with velvet soft night
    Laughing at everything and nothing
    As we wind down the Kloof Nek road
    Into Cape Town city below
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