When she was three she got the Barbie Safari, She threw away the doll but she kept the Jeep At 5, she got the pink Ferrari, Held it like a baby when she went to sleep She learned to drive in a beat-up truck, Peakin’ over the wheel, sittin’ on Daddy’s lap Barreled ‘round the barn so many times, Oooo-that grass ain’t never grown back
(Chorus) She likes to Rev It Up, and Rip it Up, a hundred and ten ain’t nearly fast enough She makes that motor sing; she loves the looks it brings, From the boys on the corner who are all wishin’ they were with her when she REVS IT UP!!
She’s working double-time but she don’t mind All for those 2 precious things in her purse, Ain’t a picture of her boyfriend or her kitty cat It’s the keys to her Shelby with a 4 speed Hurst
Out on the weekends hookin’ up with her friends Racin’ up and down the street The boys see her comin’ and they all start runnin’ Tryin’ to get into the passenger seatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
