Hot Shot

I am made to fly!
If I didn't weigh so much
I am built for speed
But, I can't escape this second gear

Down at the lot on Sunday
I'm better than him, I'm worse than her

I'll raise my hands high
As soon as I'm a better man
I'll grow as I should
Just as soon as I grow

Down at the club on Sunday
I'm worse than him, I'm better than her

What is it that I could be waiting for?
If I'm waiting to be pure
That was buried long ago

Down at the place on Sunday
No better than him, no better than her!



Credits
Writer(s): Kerry Logan
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