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Rev Up
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Rev Up was released on November 3, 2012 by Once Around the Turntable Records as a part of the album A Buckle Biter
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Release DateNovember 3, 2012
LabelOnce Around the Turntable Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM166

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billy Rathbone
Billy Rathbone
Songwriter

Lyrics

Sarah kept the pedal to the metal and your balls to the wall
She's a 57 Chevy and your body pretty heavy
Soaked up ancient sand on white walls
A woman so stunning kept the motor running
She never would stall
Karla was a cruiser, a backseat full of losers
Looking for Saturday night
Kept her top down, calling the town
Kind of girl that makes you feel alright
She was a fastback with a full stack
Tiny headlight that burned so bright
I love my women like I love my cars
They get you revved up and take you really far
A blue-eyed bomb shell in a classic Chevrolet
Boys will be boys, boys like to play
Bekah was a stunner, fully loaded
Hummer take you anywhere you wanna go
She was built to please, bring you to your knees
That body built for show
Her fuel is expensive, a little bit defensive
But still strong enough to tow
Angi she was a rocket with her hands in your pocket
A helmet was required
A hundred miles per gallon, running like a stallion
So hot she felt desire
Carve another notch, tear up a man's crotch
Her ignition's properly wired
I love my women like I love my ride
Keep them gassed up and clean inside
A dark-haired angel in a hot red Vette
Rev up her engine and you're all set
Luci was a truck that never got stuck
She was loyal to the end
Bed built for hauling, engine never stalling
A real man's best friend
No backseat, don't have to wipe your feet
Gear not to bend
April was a racer, a real speed chaser
Always begging for more
A real lowrider with some evil inside her
Her foot to the floor
Hot and steamy, like a yellow Lamborghini
So easy to adore
Steffi was a screamer, an old-class dreamer
Parts are hard to find
A real hot rod, with a really sleek bod
Turning tricks inside your mind
An old-timey photo, backseat to solo
With the engine in behind
Amanda was sleek, her performance was peak
Drove like a dream, a beauty queen
From the silver screen, pulling me apart at the seams
A gentleman's choice, a sweet Rolls Royce
Making my heart scream
I love my women like I love my ride
Burning the rubbers, make them feel good inside
A hot rockin' body, keep those hands on the wheel
Rev up the motor and see how she feels
Sarah kept her pedal to the metal
AND your balls to the wall
She's a 57 Chevy, a body pretty heavy
Set of chrome rims instead of white walls
Appearance so stunning, kept her motor running
She never would stall
Karla was a cruiser, a backseat full of losers
Looking for a Saturday night
Kept her top down, clout in the town
Kind of girl that makes you feel alright
She was a fastback with a full stack
Tiny headlights that burn so bright
I love my women like I love my cars
They get you amped up and take you really far
A pure Alpine shell in a classic Chevrolet
Boys who be boys, and boys like to play
Bekah was a stunner, a fully loaded Hummer
Take you anywhere you wanna go
She was built to please
Bring me to your knees, that body built for show
Her fuel is expensive, a little bit defensive
But still strong enough to tow
Angi she was a rocket with her hands in your pocket
A helmet was required
A hundred miles per gallon
Running like a stallion so hot, she felt desired
Carve another notch, tear up a man's crotch
Her ignition, properly wired
Karla was a cruiser, a backseat full of losers
Looking for a Saturday night
Kept her top down, prowling the town
Got a girl that makes you feel alright
She was a fastback with a full stack
Tiny headlights that burned so bright
I love my women like I love my cars
They get you revved up and take you really far
A blue-eyed bombshell in a classic Chevrolet
Boys will be boys and boys like to play
Bekah was a stunner, fully loaded Hummer
Take you anywhere you wanna go
She was built to please, bring you to your knees
That body built for show
Her fuel is expensive, a little bit defensive
But still strong enough to tow
Anie was a rocket with her hands in your pocket
A helmet was required
Seventy miles per gallon, running like a stallion
So hot she felt desire
Carve another notch to her..
Written by: Billy Rathbone
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