Whenever I insert the key
She turns right over for me
The four tires look a bit worn
Her driver’s seat has been torn
Her looks are getting outdated
The shine's getting a bit faded
But she is completely stock
And she still runs like a clock
Chorus:
I CAN RIDE HER ROUGHSHOD, ROUGHSHOD
NOTHING BEATS MY HOT ROD, HOT ROD
NOTHING BEATS MY HOT ROD
Verse:
No turbos and no blowers
Perfect sleeper to blow doors
Yeah, her suspension shakes
And squeaking form the brakes
Got one cylinder blowing oil
Even a short circuit at the coil
Rocker’s knocking in one bank
But it’s my gas in that tank
Chorus:
I CAN RIDE HER ROUGHSHOD, ROUGHSHOD
NOTHING BEATS MY HOT ROD, HOT ROD
NOTHING BEATS MY HOT ROD
Verse:
Sure she's looking a bit old
But she’s a model to behold
She’s been true and been tried
I tell you she’s a hell of a ride
May look like she’s going to pot
I won’t trade for the one you got
Cause this baby's solid to the core
They don’t make ’em like this anymore
Chorus:
I CAN RIDE HER ROUGHSHOD, ROUGHSHOD
NOTHING BEATS MY HOT ROD, HOT ROD
NOTHING BEATS MY HOT ROD
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