[Verse 1] I’m prowlin’ junkyards, flames in my eyes Denim shredded, under rusted skies Every busted beast’s my willing prey I'm the wild that makes the steel obey. [Pre-Chorus] Seventy ’Cuda, bruised and sick Metal carcass, last heartbeat tick [Chorus 1] Do the tailpipe flick Straddle chrome, wrap the engine thick Bite the dash while the pistons kick (Gotta know the trick) It bucks and starts ’neath the tailpipe flick! [Verse 2] Nose to the wind, stalking prey Silent steps where shadows play Spots blend deep in junkyard’s maze Moving fierce through tangled haze [Pre-Chorus] Mustang’s shell, a hollow brick Dead and cold, but still looks slick [Chorus 2] Do the tailpipe flick Grease it up where the gears all stick Snarl and growl ’til the axles kick (Better learn the trick) She roars alive with the tailpipe flick [Verse 3] I caught a taste but it ain’t enough The scent of rust still swells my fluff My mouth is wet, my claws still twitch Every heap just feeds the itch [Pre-Chorus] Chevelle SS, seized up quick Dripping oil from every nick [Chorus 3] Do the tailpipe flick Climb the frame, make the joints all crick Twist and grind ’til the sparkplugs click (Mastering that trick) It groans and moans with the tailpipe flick [Bridge] LeBaron wagon, stinks of rot Fake wood dreams that time forgot No piston thrust—it’s purebred eunuch So, this is where things get trick-y [Final Chorus] Do the tailpipe flick-y Quiet ride but I ain't too picky Pop the hood, go in for a quickie (Slide out the dipstick-y) Tongue floppin' out... Do the dipstick lick-y Chewed my mark with a grease-smudged hickey Headlights cross, the crankshaft gets slick-y (That's like a car's dick) Throbs 'n jizz to life from the tailpipe flick!
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