She's a full-out scavenger with racin' slicks
And when I'm lightin' the skins, I really get my kicks
A-well, she's chopped and a-channeled and she's stroked and bored
A big rubber daddy with a four on the floor
She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie
A roller cam huffer-blown fuelie machine
That really wails comin' out of the gate
I can hit second gear while you're still layin' rubber
And buddy, by that time, it's too late