Frank Lyrics - Singles - The W's

Frank was a contractor, who got up every morning 

Skinin' cats and fixin' cars, his day was far from boring 

Souped up Ford, V-8 289 

Running down those punks was always on his mind 

Frank was a contractor 

Is he after you? 

Frank was a contractor 

Is he after you? 

Ford was wired for nitro, Canister sat in the back 

A ten inch slicks, ratchet shift, smoke, rubber laid in his tracks 

Frank didn't like us, just wanted to have some fun 

Played our music and he put us on the run 

Frank was a contractor 

Is he after you? 

Frank was a contractor 

Is he after you? 

Frank started the beast, smoke spewed from the trunk 

Oil sprayed from the hood, that can of nitro junk 

The car swelled then exploded, flying across the street 

Frank slowly stepped out, staggering to his feet 

Frank was a contractor 

Is he after you? 

Frank was a contractor 

Is he after you? 

So our story ends with the psycho contractor guy 

A moral of the story is 

If Frank's around, turn the music down 

And you better learn how to run fast 

Frank was a contractor 

Is he after you?