I was cruisin' in my Stingray late one night. When an XKE pulled up on the right. He rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag. And challenged me then and there to a drag.
Well its been building up inside of me. For oh I don't know how long. I don't know why. But I keep thinking. Something's bound to go wrong. But she looks in my eyes.
Well it's been building up inside before. I don't know how long. I don't know why. But I keep thinking. Something's bound to go wrong. But she looks in my eyes.