The Demonics - Super Bee | Текст песни

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My girl she don’t like new cars
My girl likes smokin’ out and drinking in the bars
She said, baby what I need
My hand on the shifter of your Super Bee

My friends they all wanna race
Stickin’ their pink slips in my face
They wanna beat my low E.T.
They wanna win themselves a bad ass Super Bee

Torque-flite, limited slip and fresh air on the hood
Tacked out in second gear, man the power band feels so good

In my 383 Super Bee hop right in and turn the key
She’s so fine ’69, try and take me from behind
Tack it up, jump the line I’m gone when my baby winds yeah

And I know you think that your Chevy’s pretty cool
She don’t hold a candle to my Bee
I take her driving when the moon is out down by the sea, my Bee

My folks won’t send me no more cash
They think I’m spending it on hash
They say I’m fucked financially
I spent my last ten dollars on my Super Bee

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