Jewel - Race Car Driver - Текст песни

Come on baby, let's get in the car
I'm gonna take you real, real far
I'm gonna paint your mamma's face on the door
You ain't gonna see her anymore

Cuz I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver

They gonna paint a red flame, firebird on front
I will be Evel Kenevil, you can double my stunts
This ain't no Malibu Barbie Corvette
This is a real 350 V-8, fuel-injected engine from a private liner jet

And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver

Come on baby, let's get on the road
Let's get on track
And I will grab the wheel like it was your hair I was pulling back
I'm gonna straddle the line
Swear to God it's gonna take you real far
I'm just a real small man in a real big car

And I'm gonna be your race car driver

Got studded tires, excuse me if I'm blunt
I've got ribbed rims for her pleasure up front
Got fuzzy dice with a secret door
Full of flavored serums, breath fresheners and more

And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver

Anybody ever tell you you look smashing by the dashboard light
Come on baby gonna make you feel alright
We'll take you at high warp speed
It's better than watching Star Trek after you smoked weed

And I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver

Come on baby, let's get on the road
Let's get on track
And I will grab the wheel like it was your hair I was pulling back
I'm gonna straddle the line