Lyrics:

Here I come in my fifty seven, She's a real low rider paint perfection With a custom engine painted black with flames Ain't nobody gonna call that hot rod tame Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh V eight engine with the fuel injection Two eight three, that's my ounce of perfection Get that rod out when it's very late Haven't got a round to getting license plates Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Well I'm cruising low and I'm cruising mean, Well I'm cruising slow in my dream machine You're my hot rod mama And you're really built for speed When I reach that final destination I will drive your car and leave you compensation With a little reeling and a lot of rockin' You're my hot rod mama in your fishnet stockings Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh You're built for speed, You're built for speed,