Let her rip!
Here we go!
Whee!
Bust on, bust on my automobile
The road's my slave, that's how I feel
Cruise alone, I cruise real far
Shoo, young punk, I love my car
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Cross Nevada at 110
Highly 50 and there's nobody there
The sign says next time, 30 miles
My pension comes as penny safe
I'd more escape from home
I'd rather crouch around all day
Than move into a home
Clouds arresters, I don't let
Let's splat those bad lonely salesmen
Still winding in the men's room
Buzzbomb, buzzbomb, tape up loud
Lawrence Wells cranked up to ten
Faster, faster in my car
Buzzbomb is my pride and joy
King of the trainer court
Waiting for a nice young man who loves me for my car
He tells me I'm cool
Tells me just what I like
When I pretend he's here
Shred two palm springs across the golf course
The cops round here
Scratching their heads
Flashing sirens
State patrol
Uh oh
They're scuffing up the side of my car
They're shooting out my tires
Say no way to go to heaven
Buzzbomb cornered the 7-Eleven
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Damn
They go on me, motherfucker
I wanna live by my rules