歌词
Ah, hey
Siftin' through the golden trash
Ain't got no pocket cash
No half-ass man-hole traps for a cowboy
Get in, bitch, you walk bitter stiff
Screechin' wheels of calm
Hear the brake drums scream
Black smoke rings and smiling scars
In the womb of muscle cars
♪
Won't you be my Valentine?
Making that chrome shine
Won't you be my Valentine?
♪
You got some new teeth
Got some new fuckin' silver hair
Like any other person, check yourself in the cracked mirror
Got a new place, a new ride
With that look in your face you can't hide
Got some new friends, some new foes
That pigment is starting to show
♪
Won't you be my Valentine?
Making that chrome shine
Won't you be my Valentine?
♪
Every sideway
Every sideway
Every sideway
Every sideway