Nobody gonna tip my car,
I'm gonna race it to the world.
Nobody gonna beat my car,
it's gonna bring the speed of sound.
The fuel machine is got everything,
like the driving mouse,
before time,
I say, I love it, and I say, I need it.
I
love it, and I say, I need it.
I'm on the road again,
ooh,
I'm telling the truth,
like I'm down to tears.
Yeah, it's the metal, baby.
All right, all right, I'm a hardware star.