Grab it

[CrazyDave]

Grab a wrench and tinker
Grab a gear and go
Smoke em to the wheels fall off
Life is too short to drive slow.

Hold on to that backrest honey
hold on with all your might
we're not out for a ride,
we're blasting off the runway
we're taking flight

The throttle is glued to my hand
and the speedo, I buried it alive
Your skin is pale as a ghost my dear
what's the matter, don't think we'll survive?

Wrap yourself around me honey
can't you hear the engine screaming for more
The road ends and the curve ahead honey
and continues beyond the veiled door