Man, I love to drive my rockin' little roadsterEverybody knows she's a-goin' little oldsterFlying down the laneShe looks kind of swingingMy big wheel hummingMy race slick singingShe's my rockin' little roadsterI wouldn't trade her for the worldDriving or the dragShe's the toughest on the sceneWhen I get on her she sounds real neatWith her metal plate paintedShe looks real prettyAnd everybody's looking out at flag cityShe's my rockin' little roadsterI wouldn't trade her for the worldShe's got slick old fendersAnd reverses on the backAnd everybody knowsShe's a terror of the trackWith there two pops and a four-bunk stickComing off the lane she's nothing but quickLooks like a customBut she's really a gonerShe slaps them all downAnd she don't run a flowerWhen I pop the clutchYou'll hear her tyre screechShe's rockin' little roadsterThe car of the streetShe's my rockin' little roadsterI wouldn't trade her for the worldShe's got slick old fendersAnd reverses on the backAnd everybody knowsShe's a terror of the trackWith there two pops and a four-bunk stickComing off the lane she's nothing but quickLooks like a customBut she's really a gonerShe slaps them all downAnd she don't run a flowerWhen I pop the clutchYou'll hear her tyre screechShe's rockin' little roadsterThe car of the streetShe's my rockin' little roadsterI wouldn't trade her for the world
