Mean Machine The only good thing that's creppin' in the city Elvis had a 55, this one's mine Japanese car, man it's such a pity AM radio suits me fine Mean Machine (x2) My pappy said, son, ya' gonna' drive me to drinkin' Mean Machine (x2) Brakes good, tires fair Burn it! Every now and then I drive just to get away I'm eatin' up 2 lanes, I gotta find Sugar Ray Can't stop now, gimme all your money Sometimes I drive slow, sometimes I drive quick Mean Machine (x2) My pappy said, son, ya' gonna' drive me to drinkin' Mean Machine (x2) My pappy said, son, ya' gonna' drive me to drinkin' Power it up x2 Don't you dare mess with my mean machine It's long and slick and olive green... (x3) A '68 Coupe is all I need So don't you dare mess with my mean machine Jesus saves, no he shoots and scores I'm with stupid, caught my finger in the door I'm looking for love like Revenge of the Nerds Butt my ass, now ya' play on words... Mean Machine (x2) My pappy said, son, ya' gonna' drive me to drinkin' Click here to return to my Sugar
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