Truth is we never get new models on Tattooine.
By the time something gets to the outer rims
better fogure on it being a junker or worse.
Sell it for scrap or credits and you still ain't close
to getting off a sunblasted sandpit like this one,
so it's better to just have fun with it.
First time I sped through Beggar's Canyon
I swear there it was like I was winning a race
chock full of the best pilots in like five systems.
I could almost hear the annoucers calling
my every throttle shift like they were of two minds
and just couldn't decide if I was gonna fly past
the three spun gravity's of Tattooine and jump
right for the center of the universe.
Even the womp rats scattered,
though none could escape my spot-on blasters.