Motor Head Baby

Motor, motorhead baby, oh yeah
She wanna ride all night long
If you don't have transportation
Yeah, she treats you wrong
She'll ride in a Cadillac, oh yeah
In a Buick with a smile
Take a Ford or a Chevrolet
Must be a '52 style
Yes, if you drive, drive my baby slow
That's the kind of stuff she hates
She's heard about the speed of Rocket 88
Alright, let's ride a little bit
I was driving, driving down the highway
Yes, I was doing about a-hundred-and-three
She said, "Step on the gas, John, darling
And stop all that teasing me"
I said, motor, motorhead baby
Yes, wanna ride all night long
If you don't have transportation, oh Lord
Yeah, she treats you wrong