Pedal to the Metal

Holy moley you drove off so fast
Holy moley I can’t see you for dust
What a car – it’s just like greased lightening
Hit the pedal I still can hear you just
Love the burn outs that you’ve been doing
Got your handle on how to drive a car
Love your skid marks that you’ve been leaving
Love your work you’re a high way superstar
Thankyou for the invitation
Though I am not made of such high octane fuel to go
Some men are made for speed
It’s the drug they need
I’d rather be alone
And just play with my phone
Pedal to the metal


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