Crazy Curly, that's how we call him He's kind of tall, smart and good, looking He rises early when skys are still dim To work on motors and fill the oil bun Engine Beast, engine beast The car he wants must have the speed of lightning He loves his work but hates the cars They're all too slow and much too small Roaring engines and dragster bikes Booze and women, that's what he likes Engine Beast, engine beast The car he wants must have the speed of lightning Crazy Curly, he's one of a kind He's also nuts but we don't mind Don't you get in his way when he's out to fight 'Cause when he's finished you won't look too bright Engine Beast, engine beast The car he wants must have the speed of lightning We don't wanna say he's an aggressive dude If you step on his toes you might be food It may all sound rough but the guy is OK We know him as a friend and we like him anyway Engine Beast, engine beast The car he wants must have the speed of lightningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
