Cars

Ok Tom take a drink now
My, oh, my, can you save my life?
It doesn’t have to mean looking out for me
Hey, now look at you, way cool, on time

There’s no room for Mamacita
Sit tight, she’d say
A-okay and that’s what you’ll say
While falling on the ground, leaves in her hair

Hey, now look at you, way cool on time
(Hey, hey guys, hey, I think, hey)
(Hey dude, dude, Jim Zatrioni)
We hate, we hate you, we’re Nazi
We’re Nazi, woah