Drive It Home

Pull it over!

It's American made, motorhead's delight
I pray to Henry Ford each and every night
It's a big block banger and I keep it clean
'Cause I never let corrosion get in my machine

It's gotta big fuel pump, a stick shift too
Let me show ya, honey, what my rod can do
Well, it's ready to run at the drop of a hat
It can shoot the hole in no time flat

Girl, let me drive it home
Don't want to drive alone
Girl, let me drive it home
A ride like you've never known

I like to pump it myself, I'm a self serve man
I love to have its juices run all over my hand
I can get my tool in the tightest space, ooh
I love to crawl underneath her, have it in my face

Girl, let me drive it home
Don't want to drive alone
Girl, let me drive it home
A ride like you've never known
Check it out

It doesn't stop for nothin'
Runs on domestic beer, yeah
It makes your heart start pumpin'
And then it all does, baby
I'll show ya how to steer

Park it over here
Just park it over here
You always gotta space in my lot
Whoo

Baby, lift your hood
Won't cha let me see what's under there
Don't be shy
Baby, lift your hood
Won't cha let me see what's under there
Baby, lift your hood
Won't cha let me see what's under there
Baby, lift your hood
Won't cha let me see what's under there
Yeah, that's right

It's American made, motorhead's delight
I pray to Henry Ford, little baby, each and every night
It's got big ball joints to take the curves
Well, I take ya to the redline if you got the nerve
It's got an oversized piston, makes the gear box scream
And it slides through the cylinders like a dream

Girl, let me drive it home
Don't want to drive alone
Girl, let me drive it home
A ride like you've never known

Gonna drive it
Gonna drive it
Drive it home, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Louren Molinare, Tom Nelson Morris, Ronald Curtis Young, James W. Hayne, Fidel Angel Paniagua
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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