We have our wheels. To take ourselves away. We got telephones. To say what we can say. We all got higher and higher everyday. Come on wheels. Take this boy away.
On a date with Sharon Tate. I'm gonna pick her up in my new crate. Well, we go to the movies, we go to the drag. The highway patrol puts us both in a bag.
She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes. She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise. Now a woman like that all she does is hate you.
We've all got wheels to take ourselves away. We've got telephones to say what we can't say. We all got higher and higher every day. So come on wheels, take this boy away.