Wednesday, February 20, 2013

WAY UNDER THE HOOD

Verse:  
My friend got
a new sporty number
You know
those fast foreign kind
That quickly
bankroll you under
And then
bankrupt your mind

She got curves
all the way 'round
Red leather
trimmed with gold
V-tech motor
sweet purring sound
Gotta say
she's a beauty to behold

Chorus:
YEAH, I KNOW WELL
MY WAY UNDER THE HOOD
AIN'T NEVER SEEN A PROBLEM
OF THIS MAGNITUDE
SHE RUNS HOT, RUNS COLD
KICKS IT DOUBLE TIME
GOING BREAKNECK SPEED
SHE STOPS ON A DIME
   IF YOU KNOW HOW TO STEER
   SHE CAN BE LOADS OF FUN
   THEN OUT OF THE CLEAR
   SHE REFUSES TO RUN
YEAH, I KNOW WELL
MY WAY UNDER THE HOOD
AIN'T NEVER SEEN A PROBLEM
OF THIS MAGNITUDE

Verse:
A work of art
even standing still
Your eyes water
to grip at the wheel
Take her for a spin
out over the hill
See what she'll do
when the pedal's to the steel

See her from behind
flying down the lane
Wet and wild,
she's a killer dream machine
I'm punching the gas
trying to join her train
We all got a weakness,
if you know what I mean


Chorus:

YEAH, I KNOW WELL
MY WAY UNDER THE HOOD
AIN'T NEVER SEEN A PROBLEM
OF THIS MAGNITUDE
SHE RUNS HOT, RUNS COLD
KICKS IT DOUBLE TIME
GOING BREAKNECK SPEED
SHE STOPS ON A DIME
   IF YOU KNOW HOW TO STEER
   SHE CAN BE LOADS OF FUN
   THEN OUT OF THE CLEAR
   SHE REFUSES TO RUN
YEAH, I KNOW WELL
MY WAY UNDER THE HOOD
AIN'T NEVER SEEN A PROBLEM
OF THIS MAGNITUDE

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