Buick, Buick, Buick Mackane. Will you. Buick Mackane will you be my. Girl. . Rainy Lady, Queen of the Rock. Will you help me roll. Help me roll, to my soul.
Slim lined sheik faced. Angel of the night. Riding like a cowboy. In the graveyard of the night. . New York witch in the dungeon. Of the day. I'm trying to write my novel.
I see you walking. I see you talking. With all my friends. I'm shadowed under. You're like some thunder. I wanna be your friend. . I wanna call you. I wanna ball you.
You gonna look fine. Be primed for dancing. You're gonna trip and glide. All on the trembling plane. Your diamond hands. Will be stacked with roses. And wind and cars.