and I know how to tease So baby Ride my Challenger Ride it fast, make it burn Ride my Challenger Ride it fast, make it burn Hey baby let?s pop the hood Check the oil, oh
so rarely apart ?69 big block 396 More power than all, Camaro, come on let?s Race away, yes, then we race away Let?s race away Solo Blood and fuel
night Scum is out to drink and fight Batman arrives in the Batmobile Burning rubber, burning wheels Cause tonight Only Batman rules the night, oh yeah
I took her out for a Friday night spin Nothing to lose, everything to win I filled her up with some 98 Goddamn what a powerful date Swedish girls like
the time Oh yeah, oh yeah Coke and red wine, coke and red wine Oh yeah, oh yeah She wanna rock ?n? roll, she wanna rock ?n? roll Oh yeah, oh yeah Rock
I met her last night at the gogo bar Across the street next to Chat Noir She?s a beauty, heavy duty alright, all night Can you please help me back on
Big parties, rude barbies, no clothes at all Naugthy minds, shaped behinds, love to shake it all Sometimes they give you shows for free Thirty dirty
turn it up louder You?re gonna like it He?s the decibel nightmare Oh, yeah He?s gonna turn it up louder You?re gonna like it He?s the decibel nightmare Oh
Here we are again, no guitar man They say he?s filling up his gasoline can Took his bags and the gasoline Crazy man with a crazy machine Is he heading
fill my lungs!" Because you should be breathing blood. See, this death, it was your victory so... "Teach me to fill my lungs!" ...never stop breathing blood
' How can we drive to a movie show When the music is here in my car There's a band playing on the radio With a rhythm of rhyming guitars They playing Oh
you My missing puzzle piece Baby, baby, baby ohh Like baby, baby, baby noo Like baby, baby, baby ohh I thought youd always be mine,mine (oh oh) For you
Oh-oh Hollywood, it's got you jumping like you should (Too bad) It's got you bouncing off the walls It's got you drunk enough to fall (Oh oh) Hollywood
You are a getaway car A rush of blood to the head But me, I'm just the covers on top of your bed You steer away in a rear view mirror You make my head
all my fault 'Cause you know we're not the same No, we're not the same, oh, we're not the same Yeah, I've got friends who stuck together We wrote our names in blood
her ten cent pistol Because they ruined her name Well, she hit them with her ten cent pistol And they never been the same Oh, the same Oh, the same
That's my mans and them, ya know I feel ya Now ya feel me? I feel ya So you know when you fuckin with me Right, right You fuckin wit Oh oh, what are
can't be stopped Let's go.. "And now.. for your.. Bad Bad Boys.. Starting at guard.." [P. Diddy] Y'all niggaz still talkin? Oh you got a little name