Well, I have a saturday nite drive in a subway train
A lotta speed inside my brain
Shakin' brakin' it loose, the best that I can do
I gotta get out gotta get out now
I wanna hear my wheels scream and shout
Get out of the subway, get my wheels on the street
and start motorvatin'
Runnin' all alone in a lowdown street
S-s-s-searchin' for my medicine
And a little satisfaction from a woman is all I need
I gotta pull myself together, hey-hey-hey, what I say
I gotta drive rite into the fire and I'm burning, burning,
burning I'm motorvatin'
I got skintight jeans and high-heel shoes
A leather jacket and nothin' to lose
Gonna rock the nation down the filling station
Don't try to get a ride in my cadillac
You don't look good enough for that
Sure I am a loner but I'm never alone I get by on my own
I gotta pull... I'm motorvatin'
We gotta pull ourselves together, hey-hey-hey is what I say
We gotta pull ourselves together, hey-hey-hey now hear me say
We gotta drive rite into the fire and start
burning, burning, burning we're motorvatin'
We gotta pull ourselves together, hey-hey-hey is what I say
We gotta pull ourselves together, hey-hey-hey hear me say:
"We're motorvatin'!"
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