Arnie's new love doesn't wear high heels Born in Detroit, she's no ordinary lady Destroys anyone who stands in her way Grinding them to pulp under her wheels
How was he to know He was soon to be under ground? Her evil blood-red soul Would become his doom
Her name's Christine, a Plymouth Fury 58 Within her chassis lurks the urges to kill Indestructible vengeance Is standard equipment Watch out This baby's fueled with hate
How was he to know He was soon to be underground? Her evil blood-red soul Would become his doom
Nothing gets between Arnie and Christine Red, hot and deadly She's a killing machine Bad to the bone, so full of hate A supernatural evil She's a Fury 58 She's a Fury 58
Arnie's consumed with desire and passion For her sleek, rounded, chrome laden body A marriage made in hell, she's the devil incarnate Demands his complete, unquestioned devotion
How was he to know He was soon to be underground? Her evil blood-red soul Would become his doom
Nothing gets between Arnie and Christine Red, hot and deadly She's a killing machine Bad to the bone, so full of hate A supernatural evil She's a Fury 58 She's a Fury 58 Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.