Paroles de Tommie Nine Fingers

Tommie nine fingers Got away clean Tommy nine fingers Such a lean machine He's got a fat reputation He's got a will to match He's got a sweet disposition He's a real rare catch Tommie nine fingers Got away clean Tommy nine fingers Such a lean machine Foot down to the metal In the getaway car A natural born driver Some call him a star Tommie, Tommie, Tommie, Tommie nine fingers He's the king of burning rubber He was born with road rage Can't throw him to the lions Won't be locked in a cage Tommie, Tommie, Tommie, Tommie nine fingers