Sangtekst: Steve Wynn. Bring The Magic.

Fifty thousand watts from the back of my Impala
Wolf man Jack is on the line tonight
Everybody's hungry for someone or something
And everything I care about is clean out of sight

Bring the magic, bring the magic
Bring the magic to me
Bring the magic, bring the magic
Bring the magic to me

All I do is dream inside my radio
Cadillacs and Bonnevilles are making the scene
Lipstick kisses blown across the double line
Landing lightly on a stretch Limousine

Bring the magic, bring the magic
Bring the magic to me
Bring the magic, bring the magic
Bring the magic to me

When I dream I dream of nothing
I wait for something to take me away
I keep a good friend in the backseat of my ride
I drive until I see the light of day

Bring the magic, bring the magic
Bring the magic to me
Bring the magic, bring the magic
Bring the magic to me

Bring the magic, bring the magic
Bring the magic to me
Bring the magic, bring the magic
Bring the magic to me