Hot Rod Momma

You know, when I'm singing, baby, I can't tele-- telepathically, you know? It's easy to blow it. Okay? All together now

Hot rod momma moving like a motorcycle devil in a race
Hot rod momma moving like a motorcycle devil in a race
I've blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace

Selling all my midnight, still broke and living on the ground
Selling all my midnight, still broke and living on the ground
My gone little momma cut out without a sound

With my greased-up Levi's I place baseball boots above my head
With my greased-up Levi's and baseball boots above my head
If it wasn't such a tragedy, I might wish I was dead

She took my ice-cream Mustang and my purple coloured Dodeville
She took my ice-cream Mustang and my purple coloured Dodeville
Well, she even took my panpipes and my elixir of life pill

Well now
Hot rod momma moving like a motorcycle devil in a race
Hot rod momma moving like a motorcycle devil in a race
Blown out of my mind, I can't keep up the pace

Hot (hot)
Rod (rod)
Mom (mom)
Ma (ma)
Mo (mo)
Ving (ving)
Like (like)
A (a)
Mo (mo)
Tor (tor)
Cycle