Hot Rod

If I was a race car,  
I’d be shooting gasoline.
Red hot throttle,  
Ice cold chrome
Built to speed
I’m a wild man
Baby, I’m a hot rod
 
Hey there jellybean
I got a thing for you
I’m going to put a thing on you
I’m nothing but power
And you’re a pinstripe dream
Cool out and get in
Dont buckle up  
Dont think
 
All I can give you
Is a mile long thrill
At 90 to nothing
You’re gonna feel something
Real deep down
In that bucket seat
Keep tracing that seam
And you’ll give me the feels

 I’ll take you on a wild ride
Through the nighttime
A white knuckle secret
Your world flying by
So let’s light a bottle  
Burn it down
Pedal to the floor
We’re the real thing baby
With a need to bleed