High Test Love
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Lyrics
You're like an old corvette that just won't start You got a beautiful body and a cold, cold heart I wanna find your key, get inside Turn you on, take you out for ride I need a blow torch to melt you I got a wrench in my hand to fan belt you A crowbar for the lips, that I'm gonna kiss Just as soon as I can turn you around You're a work of art, but not for display You say you wanna cruise, honey that's ok You don't need repair, just tender care So here's a gallon of High Test Love: I got my pair of pliars and my philips head I wanna tune you up, you're acting half dead With my hands on your wheel, you can't turn me down All four tires won't touch the ground
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:08
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 163 BPM