Mean Machine

The only good thing that's creeping in this city

Elvis had a '55, this one is mine

Japanese cars, man, such a pity

A.M. Radio suits me fine

Mean machine, mean machine

(My pappy said, son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin')

Mean machine, mean machine

Brakes good, tires fair (Burn it)

(Can you turn Mark up louder?)

Every now and then I drive just to get away

I'm eatin' up the lanes, I gotta find Sugar Ray

Can't stop now give me all your money

Sometimes I drive slow, sometimes I drive quick

Mean machine, mean machine

(My pappy said, son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin')

Mean machine, mean machine

(My pappy said, son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin')

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Don't you dare mess this with my mean machine

It's long and slick and olive green

Don't you dare mess this with my mean machine

It's long and slick and olive green

Don't you dare mess this with my mean machine

It's long and slick and olive green

A '68 coupe is all I need

So don't you dare mess this with my mean machine

Jesus saves, no, he shoots and scores

I'm with stupid, caught my finger in the door

I'm wookin' pa nub, like revenge of the nerds

Foot in my ass how you play on words

Mean machine, mean machine

(My pappy said, son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin')

Mean machine, mean machine

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Don't you dare mess this with my mean machine

It's long and slick and olive green

Don't you dare mess this with my mean machine

It's long and slick and olive green

Don't you dare mess this with my mean machine

It's long and slick and olive green

A '68 coupe is all I need

So don't you dare mess this with my mean machine

Don't fuck with it