I've got wheels of polished steel I've got tires that grab the road I've got seats that selflessly hold my friends And a trunk that can carry the heaviest of loads
I've got a mind that can steer me to your house And a heart that can bring you red flowers My intentions are good and earnest and true But under my hood is internal combustion Satan is my motor Hear my motor purr Satan is my motor Hear my motor purr Satan is the only one who seems to understand Satan is my motor
I've got brakes I'm wide awake I can stop this car at any time At the very last second I can change directions Turn completely around if I feel so inclined
I've got a mind that can steer me to your house And a heart that can bring you red flowers My intentions are good and earnest and true But under my hood is internal combustion
Satan is my motor Hear my motor purr Satan is my motor Hear my motor purr Satan is the only one who seems to understand Satan is my motor Satan is the only one who seems to understand
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